I haven't written here for so long but I have thought about doing so. So many times and so many changes and so many days of one kind or another has passed by. Each time, I have wanted to come here and write of it. I didn't. I'm grateful this Thanksgiving. I've also have been in a holiday type spirit for a few months. Thats unlike me, at least, my past. I put my mother's little Christmas tree out also, like every year.
We had a wonderful dinner at Heidi's tonight. She cooked it all, even though she still is struggling with that foot of hers. I cleaned it up. When I got home, I pulled out Christmas decorations and put things out and around, including candles in the windows. I've been reading on pinterest of random acts of kindness. I have so much I want to change in myself. A good place to start would be with random acts. I am very grateful for my life, for all I have and for all I've always have had. Struggles come and go but seems I always come out and with new lessons.
I don't have a lot of time after work and all the other parts of life, but I want to find more time and I want that time I can squeeze out of my life to go toward the good of me. Probably sounds strange but I think I want to really make some kind of difference, somewhere. It would be nice to have another on this journey but I also don't mind doing so along.
Too soon to make up a New Year's resolution but I want to keep track here of such changes with me and those "random acts of kindness" i seek to learn and carry out. I think I'm changing in my older age. It makes me wish I had more time. Wish I could teach that lesson to kids cause its sad they won't know or feel that until oneself has no choice but to slow.
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Another Mother's Day and as every day, she is in my thoughts. My Mother. And missed. This morning I think of her, emotionally so. Its been a long time since the tears have come. Still, I know, thats alright.
Its a rainy kind of day, but my goal is unlike every Mother's Day for the past 8 years. To find something special to place in her memory garden. That has saved me and my emotions, year after year. I just re-read my post on if I had one more day with her. I'm glad I wrote that post, as difficult as it was to do. I learned from that post that every "ordinary day" is special if made to be special, by really being a part of it. Today, even though my Mother is not here with me, she is in heart, and that makes this ordinary day, this Mother's Day, special.
She was and is, in memory, special.
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