holding onto the things you love,
the things you are,
the things you never want to lose.
I was adorable when I was two years old.
Yes, I love myself as a child. Who can resist a child with a mop of orange-red curls and porcelain white skin?
In my younger years, we would spend Christmas at Mam-Maw and Gran-Gran’s house (my mother’s parents). They only lived two hours away from our home and it was a trip we took often on the weekends.
I remember being two years old much to the amazement of many people. I remember random things like…the coldness of the metal plate on the door and the roughness of the fabric on the chair.
Of course, the VERY young man in the background is my dad. He has been gone for a little over a year now. I guess in many ways I still can’t believe that he is gone. While looking at the photograph of him, I can almost smell his Old Spice.
You know, I can remember kissing the top of the pony’s head and how sometimes my nightgown got in the way as I tried to get on the pony to ride.
is to refresh the eye,
to restore it,
and to render it the more fit
for its prime function of looking forward.
I hope you all have a wonderful day whether it is spent with family, friends or alone. However you spend it, take a minute to be grateful for all the love you’ve received during your life. That’s what I’m thankful for most of all. I have been loved and still have people who love me. Thank you for all your sweet and encouraging messages and notes to me over the past few years. I won’t ever be able to fully express my gratitude for your kindnesses. I hope that God will grant you his choices blessings and that you have a wonderful holiday season.