When you’re #1 song on your playlist, is the same on your girl’s.
Happy Friday from Micki’s cafe’ where you can have all the extra whipped you want. 😂😊😋
I think…there’s always
I think A BIG SO…something
Cause, we all have wings
It’s 2020, I’m flying
Let’s FLY Baby
Can I live with this? I can.
I never dreamed flying would be like this…
“Why am I so sad,” she asked?
This is to my broken tribe of loved ones, those I hold dear, those I sit with as they cry~with no answers but to offer a word of comfort. What do you say to the broken one who comes from years of emotional abuse? What do you say to the one who has been suddenly left without a trace of love? What do you say to her when her beloved dies, leaving them to pick up the pieces? How do you help someone that is lost in sadness? Lost in the past and the memories and thoughts that play over and over in her mind, tormenting her soul? I’m not sure if there is anything I can say to make it better. All I know to do is tarry with you as you find your way back to wholeness. Someone did this for me and I’m forever grateful she reached out her hand and held this beautiful space of healing for me.
To my broken tribe of sweet sad hearts, I offer my hand and this space to you. I’m here, you know how to find me.
We can decide to be happy, make much out of little, embrace the warmth of our ordinary days.
Life unfolds as a mystery; an enterprise whose outcome cannot be foretold. We do not get what we expect, We stumble on cracks, We are faced with imperfection. Bonds are tested and tightened, and our landscape shifts.
In sunshine and in sadness, there is sunshine look for it. There is light look for it, There is light look for it, look for it!
How can I carve your name
On the trunk of this tree?
That will be here…after
I can’t even write it
With no one listening…
Not even myself
I whisper these words
It’s all I can do
After all these years
Look at me here
Got this love song stuck
in my throat…
The weight of the world
on my shoulders
I can’t let go
Words fail me
None of this makes sense
Except maybe to you
I try to share…
Words fail me
I hate love songs
You wonder why
Words fail me
Sometimes they do
Someone sent this to me this morning after thanking me for making time for them. I always make time for my friends. I have noticed though sometimes it’s not reciprocal with some that show up and I’m okay with that it’s just that maybe I won’t be free next time either. Life’s too short to wait around on someone to have time to talk to you. Just sayin’…I had this ah…ha moment today. I was just talking to my daughter about this the other day. I know these things, but sometimes it’s nice to be reminded.
Alex came out of the bathroom and asked me if I liked her hair. It’s been so hot I decided not to straighten mine, I looked at her I said, “Hi Skip.” She said, OMG we look like Grammy.” Yep 😂 We were channeling Skip today. 😂😂
I’ve always looked like my Mom which I love. It’s so funny to me that Alex looks like me, like I look like my Mom.
Here’s me without sunglasses and my hair curly. I don’t know why I thought that was funny but Alex sure got a kick out of it. We both called each other Skip. 😂
Watt over at Piers of Beauty and Gaze nominated me for
✿The Sunshine Blogger award.✿ I hope I’m doing this right. ☺
Here are the questions Watt requested we answer:
- What is one thing that separates you from all your screw ups, almost immediately? My kindness and my laugh. I laugh very loud. I love to laugh and if you know me well you know I like to laugh at myself because I do some really goofy funny things.
- How much do you love people? Other people, people that you believe are pieces of you? I love full on like a puppy dog. If I love you I will reach out for your hand or throw my arm around you. I also make sure I say I love you each time we part just in case because you never know life is too short to wait for the right moment.
- Lastly, what would you call worse; a pulmonary embolism or an intracranial hematoma. The answer is pretty simple, in my opinion. Well a pulmonary embolism is a blood clot in the lungs which my daughter had once and it was scary as all get out. An intracranial hematoma would be scary and I have a friend who lived through it but definitely I think that one is the worse because while both can take you out of here that one is for sure an instant emergency.
I’ve made so many lovely friends and read a lot of blogs on WP, I feel many make me feel sunshine so I would like to send this out to everyone who reads this. If you are here and we talk, visit and share I consider you a friend and it would be hard for me to choose one or a few!
Watt I hope that’s okay with you. Thanks for the award. Here’s a sunrise from my backyard for you! ✿ Have a beautiful day ✿