Thought For the Day

Make sure you tell the people you love that you love them. Loudly and often. You never know when it might be too late. #LoveYourLife
— Tom Hiddleston (@twhiddleston) October 27, 2012

Keeping Up With Life

Life goes by at a dizzying speed.  You don't think that when you are trapped at a desk behind a computer or some other such thing.  However, how often to you wake up and think 'wow, were did this month go?'

I looked at the calendar today and realized it had been a little over two months since Dad past away. Where did those moths go?  Two months of not so great sleep and odd dreams.  Two months of sitting in MY chair puttering on lace and ignoring housework.  two moths of not feeling "up" to much.  No wonder I have been grumpy.  Okay, the extreme cold weather and some run-ins with people contributed.

But things are thawing out now.  Both in the weather and in my soul.  I went out and worked in the garden Sunday; pruned my roses, raked out some flower beds, and thought up some outside projects.

It was good to get out.  (and not have to deal with people)

I want to shake of this winter coat of mental lethargy and get out into nature.  My poor husband is going to find my poking and prodding him into the wilderness this summer.  I'm tiered of not living.  I want to keep up with life by living it.  By loving it.  Life is too short.   Would that we could live a thousand years and see the world for what it is; beautiful.

Boo Love

Now lets dance.

Heavenly Waters

I need to be elsewhere.  I need to return here.  This is my heaven.  This is Farnsworth Reservoir.

Love You Dad

So much love

new what?

I should put up some new years post, but I'm not feeling it. I don't want to wax eloquent about the dawning of a new year, age, season, whatever. It's the same world as last week. I will therefor keep doing what I've been doing. enjoy life, be snarky about what I don't like, eat chocolate, love Loki, and generally burble about whatever I want. I only have like 4 followers so...*shrug* Here's to more of the same.

God Bless All Little Angels.

I have hugged and kissed and loved my little Boo so much today.  As a mother my heart breaks for those families who, this night, are living the nightmare of loosing their children.  Both those in the US and China.

Children are the Lord's most precious and valiant souls.  Boo teaches me this everyday.  She is so honest in her feelings and understandings.  She wants Amazing Grace or Holly and Ivy sung every night.   Every night at prayer time she has to thank Him for toys; her most prized things and that the fires don't hurt people (She's hung up on fire - we've seen so much of it this year).  She shouts with such pure joy "Jeusus' house" whenever we drive by a Temple.  When she sees a picture of Jesus and the scares in his hands she knows that kisses and a band-aid will make it all better.  So much love.

Pure joy.  Pure excitement.  The knowledge that the world is a place of adventure and magic...and good.  How I wish the world was as she knows it is.  As a mother I have come to understand the words of our Lord - become as a little child.  I wish I were so honest a woman and so loving.

Sleep well little angel.  You are my best and brightest gift from God.