you know that movie with Bill Murray. when the day. happens. over and over. I feel like that. these days. I start the day. coffee. emails. facebook. shower. emails. errands. meetings. etc. etc. etc. the day ends. repeat.
then it happens. the occasional. lovely. ray of sunshine. when you come up for air. and breathe.
like Wednesday. when a co-worker. stopped by the house. and invited me to come sit. and savor her garden. so I grabbed my neighbor. and we went. and the hummingbirds buzzed. and the flowers bloomed. and the conversation flowed.
like yesterday. when my friend. who is now in remission from a long battle with colon cancer. called to go to lunch. and we met. and ate. and chatted. and laughed.
like last night. when I was supposed to attend a meeting. but instead. spent some happy. madcap. moments via Skype. with our grandson who turned two.
like tonight. when the hubs. and I. and friends. are headed out for happy hours.
the moral of this story. get out of the rut. the mundane. daily. routine. time flies. stop the madness. enjoy the moment. repeat.
'normal day, let me be aware of the treasure you are.'
Friday, April 24, 2015
Thursday, April 16, 2015
just right
I went. with some friends. to a book talk last night. a local-ish author. a friend. of a friend. she's written a few books. one optioned now for a movie. a very likeable woman. a very enjoyable evening.
as she was chatting with the hostess. who was also doing a mock interview. she was asked. if she had super-powers. what would they be. she didn't hesitate. but answered.
I smiled. and whispered. yes.
'sometimes someone says something really small, and it just fits right into this place in your heart.'
as she was chatting with the hostess. who was also doing a mock interview. she was asked. if she had super-powers. what would they be. she didn't hesitate. but answered.
kindness. and. courage.
I smiled. and whispered. yes.
'sometimes someone says something really small, and it just fits right into this place in your heart.'
Wednesday, April 15, 2015
withdrawal
this is the hard day. the day. after. hugs. smiles. kisses. laughter. chatter. love. love. love.
my head. heart. are full of happy thoughts.
here is just one of them.
'she glances at the photo, and the light of memory flickers in her eyes.'
my head. heart. are full of happy thoughts.
here is just one of them.
'she glances at the photo, and the light of memory flickers in her eyes.'
Wednesday, April 8, 2015
on the ottoman
my regular reading is temporarily interrupted. happily. with an new assortment of fine literature.
the boys are big readers. listeners. learning-to-readers. I am. happy. to. oblige.
so my accumulated pile of much-anticipated books has gone back to the GPL. to be put back on my reserve list. delayed. but not forgotten. with the exception of one. The Strange and Beautiful Sorrows of Ava Lavender by Leslye Walton. can't part with this one yet. opening soon on my bedside table.
ps The Girl on the Train. a poor poor version of Gone Girl.
'let the wild rumpus start.'
the boys are big readers. listeners. learning-to-readers. I am. happy. to. oblige.
so my accumulated pile of much-anticipated books has gone back to the GPL. to be put back on my reserve list. delayed. but not forgotten. with the exception of one. The Strange and Beautiful Sorrows of Ava Lavender by Leslye Walton. can't part with this one yet. opening soon on my bedside table.
ps The Girl on the Train. a poor poor version of Gone Girl.
'let the wild rumpus start.'
Monday, April 6, 2015
the good. the bad. the much anticipated.
time to reword. April comes in like a lion. grrr. purrr.
the past two weeks have been.a. bit. harsh. in thought. word. deed. things to do. decisions to make.
but with the bad. comes the good. the great. the much anticipated.
darling daughter and precious grand boys are arriving on Thursday.
can't. hardly. wait.
dd told us in our weekly Sunday call that precious C asks her everyday, are we going today? (they have a wake-up countdown. only two more wake-ups til maime & pops!)
two more wake-ups! be still my heart.
'I caught myself smiling for no reason, and then I realized I was thinking of you.'
the past two weeks have been.
but with the bad. comes the good. the great. the much anticipated.
darling daughter and precious grand boys are arriving on Thursday.
can't. hardly. wait.
dd told us in our weekly Sunday call that precious C asks her everyday, are we going today? (they have a wake-up countdown. only two more wake-ups til maime & pops!)
two more wake-ups! be still my heart.
'I caught myself smiling for no reason, and then I realized I was thinking of you.'
Saturday, March 28, 2015
on the ottoman
when it rains. it pours. so goes my reserve list at the Library. a glorious deluge. but oh. the. pressure.
it makes me weed. carefully. several have come and gone. without an ending. books. are like plants. if they don't take. they're gone. (although I am much more patient and forgiving with my flora.)
currently. The Girl on a Train. highly anticipated. now. about half-way through. a bit disappointing. but I will push on. persevere to the end. and hope for the best.
just for fun. Crops in Pots. my green thumb wanes when it comes to vegetables. but this one caught my eye during check-in. and spring. that temptress. makes me recklessly adventurous.
next. The Boston Girl. again. an anticipated read. waiting patiently on my bedside table.
'if you don't imagine, nothing ever happens at all.'
it makes me weed. carefully. several have come and gone. without an ending. books. are like plants. if they don't take. they're gone. (although I am much more patient and forgiving with my flora.)
currently. The Girl on a Train. highly anticipated. now. about half-way through. a bit disappointing. but I will push on. persevere to the end. and hope for the best.
just for fun. Crops in Pots. my green thumb wanes when it comes to vegetables. but this one caught my eye during check-in. and spring. that temptress. makes me recklessly adventurous.
next. The Boston Girl. again. an anticipated read. waiting patiently on my bedside table.
'if you don't imagine, nothing ever happens at all.'
Tuesday, March 24, 2015
life 1
me 0.
my respite from my day away. quickly faded. life. as glorious as she can be. can also be a (deleted expletive). troublesome. challenging. wearisome.
best intentions. communication. listen. three things to combine into one on my to-do list.
this too shall pass. I know. but me. oh my. I am beaten and bruised.
but as I sit and write this post. the weather has turned. delightful. the birds are singing. and. as of a few minutes ago. my new plants are in the ground. digging in the dirt is. good. therapy.
'the wound is the place where light enters you.'
my respite from my day away. quickly faded. life. as glorious as she can be. can also be a (deleted expletive). troublesome. challenging. wearisome.
best intentions. communication. listen. three things to combine into one on my to-do list.
this too shall pass. I know. but me. oh my. I am beaten and bruised.
but as I sit and write this post. the weather has turned. delightful. the birds are singing. and. as of a few minutes ago. my new plants are in the ground. digging in the dirt is. good. therapy.
'the wound is the place where light enters you.'
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