There are so many things I enjoy in my life. I am really enjoying blogging by the way...
I love to be creative, productive and active. It's so fun to go out and meet the day. I love
spending time with my family, cooking, photography, playing music, writing music, singing
to the radio, appreciating art, friends, prayer, looking ahead to brighter tomorrows.
There is so much life to inhale and not enough time. Children are amazing and beautiful.
I love seeing them dressed up in bright colors, the wind in their hair and bright smiles.
I love watching them grow and develop their minds. All children are wonderful, especially my own.
I look forward to each day how they grow and learn to love themselves, eachother and God.
I love to give to those in need and buy gifts for friends. It can be a small gift or large, it really does not
matter. I am always anxious to help people get by because I know what it's like to have a favor given
times of need. Today is a new day to live, love, laugh and explore! I am grateful for my life!
Friday, November 12, 2010
Sunday, November 7, 2010
RAIN
Splish Splosh go my goloshes in the rain, rain, rain
Calico cat tip-toeing across the shiny, black, asphalt
Running fast, then slow, shivering she darts in between droplets of colorful rain
Swirls of magenta, blue and purple bead up beneath my feet
Cold and shivering knees
splattered with rain and tiny goose pimples
Proudly they stand on my bare and exposed skin
Winds blow, sprays the rain towards my face
Wet and cold
Warm and dry underneath my rain clothes
Tiny drops of rain dew bounce and settle on my thin brows
Red-burning, wet and frozen
Stiff are my hands
Numbed fingers reach for the edges of my knitted sleeves
fingertips, pull and stretch, woven colored yarn wrapped around my fingertips
down and stretching tight over my burning cold and wet hands
Spinning black tires race around the corner alongside the curb
The sidewalk sizzles with a spray of RAIN RAIN RAIN
I am drenched. My senses are stirred with the smell of rain on redwood bark that line the crooked
sidewalk and pathways
sidewalk and pathways
Two birds fly overhead
Swiftly they fly and gracefully they land atop a naked and weathered Birchwood branch
drip drip drip and rolling beads of Rain Rain Rain...
Swiftly they fly and gracefully they land atop a naked and weathered Birchwood branch
drip drip drip and rolling beads of Rain Rain Rain...
Noisily rain drops into metal roof gutters
In a hurry...........rushing through pipe drains and along painted side panels of houses...
drip drop drip drop atop my colorful and transparent vinal umbrella
In a hurry...........rushing through pipe drains and along painted side panels of houses...
drip drop drip drop atop my colorful and transparent vinal umbrella
A melody swirls around my head so I skip and turn
It's fun to kick the rain
It's fun to kick the rain
Up goes my umbrella in to the rainy air
Down in a heartbeat in comes sailing
Turning, spinning, rolling, from wire to wire bouncing over pot holes and pools
Turning, spinning, rolling, from wire to wire bouncing over pot holes and pools
Standing closer and closer yet
I dare not get completely wet
A mirror of the Heavens I see
I dare not get completely wet
A mirror of the Heavens I see
Trees lumbering and standing tall
birds swiftly swoop across the sky
Oh look! There's ME
birds swiftly swoop across the sky
Oh look! There's ME
Raising my arm and waving hello
I see my reflection
Isn't this GRAND
I can see the WHOLE WORLD in puddles like these
Puddles reflecting people like ME
when the RAIN comes down
Puddles reflecting people like ME
when the RAIN comes down
I look Up
Tuesday, November 2, 2010
Tommorow
Yesterday has past with it's trials and cares. I was there and felt the pain in my body and my mind whirled with concern about the future. I saw the faces of my growing children stressed, but the sparkle in their eyes radiated determination and hope. I love them so. We are one less, but we still believe that one day she will return to us and be in our everyday life.
My motherly thoughts still race over the heads of my children when I bring them to mind.
I want to prepare them for the big world. I want them to succeed and to be able to provide for themselves. I know that God loves them more than I, but it is up to me to carefully build them
up into strong and balanced happy individuals. What makes a child happy? I can only look back at my childhood and days of my youth. The simple things come to mind. Warm food, a hug, a listening ear. I would turn to my parents in time of need and be grateful when they were able to help me. Sometimes rescuing me from running out of gas, sometimes lending money, sometimes taking time to just be present.
I am adjusting to this new stage when all of mine will be running out the door to catch up with their lives in the big world. I pray for them now, that their choices and steps will lead them to the hope of all hopes and the peace of all peace. Run to Jesus as fast as you can. It is in his heart that wholeness and happiness rests and waits for you, dear children.
I don't expect you to share in all the wisdom that your father and I have come to own. God has prepared a personal wisdom that will meet up with ours and wisdom that will surpass anything we have ever understood to be true.
Tomorrow I hope to see you living your lives in peace and happiness. I love you, dear children, with my whole heart, and believe that the gift of your lives has caused me to grow and have a life that has been rich in grace, love and happiness! Each of you are so good and I marvel at your giftedness and hearts that are so beautiful and filled with the love of God, that in turn reaches your siblings and we, your parents. Tomorrow is not ours, but we can all be assured that when it comes, LOVE will be what make our dreams and hopes come true for tomorrows tomorrow, spilling into eternity!
My motherly thoughts still race over the heads of my children when I bring them to mind.
I want to prepare them for the big world. I want them to succeed and to be able to provide for themselves. I know that God loves them more than I, but it is up to me to carefully build them
up into strong and balanced happy individuals. What makes a child happy? I can only look back at my childhood and days of my youth. The simple things come to mind. Warm food, a hug, a listening ear. I would turn to my parents in time of need and be grateful when they were able to help me. Sometimes rescuing me from running out of gas, sometimes lending money, sometimes taking time to just be present.
I am adjusting to this new stage when all of mine will be running out the door to catch up with their lives in the big world. I pray for them now, that their choices and steps will lead them to the hope of all hopes and the peace of all peace. Run to Jesus as fast as you can. It is in his heart that wholeness and happiness rests and waits for you, dear children.
I don't expect you to share in all the wisdom that your father and I have come to own. God has prepared a personal wisdom that will meet up with ours and wisdom that will surpass anything we have ever understood to be true.
Tomorrow I hope to see you living your lives in peace and happiness. I love you, dear children, with my whole heart, and believe that the gift of your lives has caused me to grow and have a life that has been rich in grace, love and happiness! Each of you are so good and I marvel at your giftedness and hearts that are so beautiful and filled with the love of God, that in turn reaches your siblings and we, your parents. Tomorrow is not ours, but we can all be assured that when it comes, LOVE will be what make our dreams and hopes come true for tomorrows tomorrow, spilling into eternity!
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