Seeing life through the eyes of a young one.

There is something great to be said about looking at life through the eyes of a young person. It's enlightening, refreshing and at times...humorous.
Do you often take the time to either find a child or look through your own child's eyes to see what they see? Not having children myself, I sometimes have to make a deliberate effort to find a friend's child to make this activity happen. It's uplifting...is all I can say. Try it!



A little Strength...

We all have scars that we have acquired along the path of life. Some are smaller than others. However, you should never lose sight of the fact that strength is the answer to picking yourself up.

A little weekday Inspiration

A little Friday evening tune.

Love...in many languages

A couple of days ago, a surprise package arrived at the doorstep. I did not recognize the return address, and the box itself was calling for me to open it straight away. Well, what I found is a beautiful bowl with the words, kiss, beso (Spanish), bisou (French). 

How sweet is that?
My very dear friend Joyce (A Perfect Beginning) sent it to me.   http://www.joygallagher.com/  She is an extremely kind woman, as are all of my blogger friends. I think this bowl is very romantic, and have placed it alongside a photo of Allen and I taken last Thanksgiving. It's perfect. With heartfelt thanks.

Wishing you...

Simplicity...and a happy weekend.

Wishing you a love-ly day!

I think it is nice to have a special day to acknowledge the loved ones in our lives. The range of loved ones is wide and clear. In addition to my husband and families, I most certainly love my friends...oh, I love them dearly. I have 3:00 in the morning friends. That if I was in a serious jam at 3:00 am, I know I could count on them to help me. Now, this has not happened in the past, nor do I suspect there would be a reason for this in the future, however, the bottom line is that I can count on them. And that to me, is a blessing.
I know the word "love" is used alot, and I would go so far as to say "overused". I can't help loving pink herringbone sneakers, and rice pudding (separately of course). I love the laugh of a child, and my Mom's laughter makes me smile - miles. I love a daisy...so simple and pure.
I love alot of people and "stuff" that can jam pack my life's suitcase.
So, on this special day, smile at someone you know, and one that you don't know.

I love (there I go with that love word again) to compliment someone as I walk by them. Whether it's a woman's purse or hat, or an elderly gentleman's tie, it's all the same, and done with sincerity. It's love. And I believe love is what we are here for.

My Mother

Yesterday, February 10th, my Mother became 91 years of age. We celebrated! She received cards and flowers and hugs...lots of hugs and kisses from my family and her friends. The cards she received were so heartfelt. She is a very kind lady, and I am so proud and honored to be able to call her my Mother.

A happy little girl!

6 Chix: King Features Syndications
Do you remember your first Library card?  I do. My Mother took me to the ever so small Library we had in town, (and I mean tiny...one small room). The nice Library Lady gave me a manilla colored paper card with my name "offically" typed. All I had to do was sign it, and keep it in a safe place. That card was placed in a special box under my bed - a sacred place along with pennies and shiny gems from gumball machines.
I still have a Library card (not my original one, unfortunately), but an active one. There are two Libraries that I like: the one in my town, and the County one. One is a beautiful old building that has turrets and sort of resembles a castle. It even has a spiral staircase. The other one is comtemporary in style and full of great materials for research. I love the scent of an old book, and even a new one. Do you still have a Library card?