"...When hopes soar, and thoughts flutter...
.....sometimes they land on a blog..."

Friday, June 18, 2010

Enjoy The Moment

Hello everyone,
I just want to wish everyone a weekend that you can take slow like a turtle, and enjoy the moments that matter.  Hope it is a wonderful one.
:-)

Wednesday, June 16, 2010

Balloons for Heaven

When my children were young we had a precious tradition that my step daughter started that her daughters still do to this day.  In the late 80's, we lost several family members way too soon.  The youngest of these was Heather. She was merely 4 years old when she was in a car accident that took her, and her 27 year old Daddy.  They were on their way to our house that day, and our whole family was forever changed by that agonizing experience. 
Sometimes when you go through something that devestating, you try to find ways to have hope and solace.  One of the ways that we did that ,was thought up by little Amber.  It was something special that we did whenever the kids would receive a balloon at a party or restaurant.  The moment we got outside, and to the car, the kids would look to heaven, and give their balloons to Heather.  It was such a simple, yet awesome act of faith and love, that gave us all hope in a time of grief.
That has always kept me aware of how powerful the faith of a child truly is.  We certainly can learn so much from a child.  I have learned my greatest lessons from my children.


What has a child in your life taught you?

Thank You Ruth :-)

My wonderful blogger friend Ruth (Underneath His Wrapping)  received this Outstanding Blogger Award, and being the sweet person that she is, she has shared it with me.  Thank you Ruth for considering me. You are truly an inspiration to me.
Thank you. :-)

Tuesday, June 15, 2010

Voices Being Heard


I spent many years writing and feeling my words would never venture passed the confines of my notebook.  When I finished a few poems or essays I had a select few close people that I would give them to.  Like preserves in the county fair, I would refer to them as "my next batch", and they would spread them over a table with coffee, and comments.  I so enjoyed that bit of interaction and feedback, but always hoped for something more.  Although, I would have never stopped writing anyway.  That would have been like stealing the cries of a baby, or the callus from an old man's hands; it would have been impossible. 
When I discovered blogging I was intrigued by the opportunity to be heard passed my own four walls.  Finding other people having the same passions with a unique and artistic message has been nothing less than inspiring.  Each voice has it's own history and legacy to bestow.  Sharing views and thoughts through this forum is that something more I was always looking for.  That is what makes blogging such a blessing to me.   

Saturday, June 12, 2010

Letting Go....

One of my favorite movie quotes is from Forrest Gump.  It is not one of the popular ones, but I think it is a great one.  It comes from the scene when Jenny is in front of the old house that she grew up with so much abuse in. There she stands faced with all the resentment and suffering of that time in her life and, how it affected her whole adulthood.  She reaches down in agony, and picks up a rock that she just starts throwing.  One by one, she keeps pitching, getting more and more distraught, until she just can't see another rock to toss.   She just drops to the ground sobbing.  Then Forrest comes to her side in awe, and just simply consoles her with, "Sometimes, there's just not enough rocks."  I think it is a brilliant part of the movie.  In our lives sometimes we just have to stop throwing the rocks, let go, cry, and last but not least, FORGIVE.  Whether we have gone through something so destructive or not, I think we can all relate and learn from this one.  I know I can.




Tuesday, June 8, 2010

Price of Admission is Free...

I have to admit:

I hate diamonds, they are not a girl's bestfriend.  I would much rather have warm hugs under the sunshine.

I would rather have a chilidog for breakfast than eggs and bacon....



I have a fear of riding a motorcycle, like some people have of riding in a plane.  Okay, call me a chicken, but all I can think about is what could go wrong. (Head injury,broken neck, charred skin, severed bones,DEATH.)


I have to admit that I apsolutely love Mondays...I guess this makes me a complete freak!

Saturday, June 5, 2010

The Journey to My Destination




It seems that I get some of my best ideas for writing when I am driving. Unfortunately, that is not the best time to try to "jot" something down, unless I want it to be my last. I have a little recorder, but it never seems to be in the right place at the appropriate time, not to mention the fact, that batteries seem to be an issue. My ultimate point is that sometimes when I come to a red light or turn, I realize that I have no recollection of the last ten minutes on the road. What a horrifying thought! This has happened to me too many times to mention, and I am still alive and kicking. I know that there are guardian angels that I keep busy on a weekly basis, and I am very thankful for them. I don't always remember my idea when I get to my destination, but at least I don't kill anyone on my way, and I get there in one piece.

Wednesday, June 2, 2010

Words That Ring True...




This song by Mary Chapin Carpenter was never on the radio, but I think it is an awesome song. I love the line: of all the things that finaly desert us pride is always the last thing to go. It is so true.

"It Don't Bring You"

Well I know it ain't been roses lately, baby, it's just been thorns
And no matter what we do, nothing seems to change
Love has always been my shelter, for you it's been a storm
But for a while I thought we'd almost beat the rain

Now there's a hole here in my pocket where all my dreams have gone
Fallen out like so many nickels and dimes
And last of all you, you'd always been my good luck charm
I should've known that luck's a waste of time

'Cause it don't bring you love if you don't love
And it don't bring you time if you ain't got time
And it don't bring you strength, baby, if you ain't strong
And it don't bring you kindness if you ain't kind

Now there's a whole lot of life to be unsure of
But there's one thing I can safely say I know
That of all the things that finally desert us
Pride is always the last thing to go

But it won't bring you love if you don't love
And it won't bring you time if you ain't got time
And it won't bring you strength, baby, if you ain't strong
And it won't bring you kindness if you ain't kind

And now I wish you only roses, baby, without the thorns
And I hope your dreams are always within reach
And I wish you shelter, baby, from all your storms
They scared you, but they never seemed to teach

That I can't bring you love if you don't love
And I can't bring you time if you ain't got time
And I can't bring you strength, baby, if you ain't strong
And I can't bring you kindness if you ain't kind
And I can't bring you kindness if you ain't kind