Last night when I got home Angel was waiting for me.
I already had on my snow boots so she was ready when I dropped my stuff on the table.
Month: February 2015
whispers like. . .
whispers like. . .
butterfly kisses
bubbles touching skin
breezes blowing
always knowing
i have
butterflies
in my soul
thoughts of you
whispers like. . .
this
✣✣ i believe in MaGic ✣✣
✣✣ i believe in MaGic ✣✣
HAPPY DAY~✿~to You~✿~
HAPPY DAY~✿~to You~✿~
1 hr later BB is @work
Took 1 hr and 20 mins to get to work and we live 27 miles away! Everyone that passed us ended up on the ditch! BB was a basket case by the time I dropped her off. Nothing scares me except the thought of her driving in this stuff. Literally ODOT did not do their job last night, the roads were snow packed ice and over 6″, non of them cleared. Tulsa streets are treacherous I didn’t see one sand or salt truck on the way from the hospital to the office. Someone has needs to do something before 5 o’clock.
Happy Snow Monday
Yep this is what it looks like out my front door. Jerry the Jeep is ready to go. He’s been itching to take on a Snow Day. BB has to go to work and last time she had a wreck and ended up in the hospital so I’m driving her in. Which means I guess I’ll go to work too but I really don’t need to. Funny how snow changes the entire day! Have a super day!
oh sweet friend I swear…in the days still left WE will walk in fields of gold
oh sweet friend I swear…in the days still left WE will walk in fields of gold
because I want to…I love you so much and my heart it breaks for you
I see you keeping on so brave and my tears just flow…
I want to say something but I respect your struggle
I wish I could make it better and I know I help take the sting away
but still one day I know
WE will walk in fields of gold!!!
and dance
I love this song I first heard it sung by Eva Cassidy. Tonight I was listening to Michael Bolton and Eva sing it and I thought of you I know you walked with him in those fields I do…I’m sorry it is Winter in your life for so so long. I pray for Spring and Summer for you and that you will find rest for your heart! ❤
You Are The Wind Beneath My Wings
Beautiful story and post from JM. Beautiful!
For my Partner in Pink
A beautiful Sand crane was standing on a wire looking down into my porch when she waved her wings at me.
I said, “Hey, come on down here and visit.”
She didn’t fly down to me, so I assumed that she didn’t have much to say.
She simply stood on one leg and waved her impressive, white wings.
She stared at me for a long while, until I began to wonder if maybe she was my mother.
Yes, I believe that our deceased loved ones can visit us, in numerous forms.
I sat watching her and I was entranced by her grace as she balanced on one foot.
Then, she lifted her wings and let the wind gently flow beneath them, moving like a ballerina on a tight rope, a dance so beautiful to behold.
Now I know why someone wrote the song, “You Are The Wind Beneath My Wings”…
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Can I touch you there?
Can I touch you there
touch you deep inside
Can I touch your heart
the way you’re touching mine?
Can I touch you there?
Tell Me About It 
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