This ordinary day . . . marks the anniversary of the heart. . . and just like that two years have passed.
and sometimes I wonder if it really happened.
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a sunrise at the mountain’s peak
happy cheers school has started from students
a talk with the philosopher about all that’s good in Florida
great dinner loved by everyone
healthy heart beating
smiles again
normalcy
“Sometimes the littlest things take up the most room in your heart.”
Winnie the Pooh
and the angels got together and sent Little Rickie and his beautiful wife this little guy last week.
and even though he’s not to sure about the rest of us. . . I think we are in love.
Gifts:
babies
a visit
finishing chores that weigh you down
safe travels
knowing you are right where you need to be
good friends sharing fun
She went back to school today Thank you Jesus!
cooler days – even if it’s just a little
just hanging out
a makeup party with my girls & my much loved makeup lady
Today is the day we travel. The day the philosopher starts work again towards that new life he has dreamed of . . . worked so hard for.
Studying. . . studying . . . studying
and now
He’ll study more. . . and work towards a Masters
and Henry the giant puppy won’t be the only one to miss him. This pup has claimed that one as his own.
I keep finding my gift counting is lasy.
and I haven’t shown you how the sun has washed away the color from my hydrangea’s. . . I totally love what it’s done.
Gifts:
a talk with the man who wears the white collar
a walk through the Mercy Door
the man with the big laugh who loving us so much
faded hydrangeas
morning breeze
and impromptu tea party with my girls
swimming alone in that great big pool
that fisherman of mine who works so hard
hands that can fix broken down cars
all of us in pews together
We are a week into August and I haven’t told you about the most important part of July yet.
the Philosopher made it official and finally popped the much waited for question to the girl with the brown eyes.
To no one’s surprise this girl said, “Yes!” and I’ve never seen those brown eyes sparkle so bright.
and the girl who loves to dance said, “Finally! I have been waiting for her to be my sister for more than half my life.” and we all laughed because there was never a truer statement.
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Gifts:
a Friday night dinner party that felt so good
a new friend for the girl who loves to dance
the ninja slippin in because he heard we had cake
coffee from Puerto Rico
rain! much needed rain
a new toy to photograph
morning light streaming in that kitchen window
a girl who I love safely home from France if only for a little while
friends reaching out
hugs from the girl who loves music Bestie
birthday presents to share
burst of laughter in the kitchen, around the table, in the living room, from all parts of the house.
good food to share
a successful garage sale for the girl who loves to dance . . . she did it all by herself.
