Saturday, September 28, 2013

The most beautiful people we have known. . .

are those who have known suffering, known struggle, known loss
and have found their way out of the depths.
These persons have an appreciation, a sensitivity, and an understanding of life
that fills them with compassion, gentleness, and a deep loving concern.
Beautiful people do not just happen.
I dedicate my post to you, my beautiful friends and family, who have experienced life's struggles and losses but still choose to live your life with joy and compassion.  I hope you are having the loveliest of days!

Thursday, September 19, 2013

There is no charm. . .

equal to. . .
tenderness of heart.~Jane Austen
I long to have a tender heart willing to see the best in others, willing to see when others are hurting, and willing to help when I can.
Dear friends, I am wishing for you a day of tender hearts.  Hope you are doing well.  Sending hugs and best wishes to you!

Sunday, September 15, 2013

I learned at a young age. . .

that naps are a very good thing.  My mother always wanted me to take a nap in the afternoon.  However, she was a very smart lady, and she never said the word "nap".  She would always say, "Let's go lie down on the bed.  I will read to you, and we will rest."
She would read about the adventures of Raggedy Ann and Raggedy Andy.
The poetry of Eugene Field~Wynken, Blynken and Nod~I can still recite most of this poem today.
I had  the Little Golden Book, "My Teddy Bear" by Eloise Wilkins, memorized word for word.  Mother would read this one over and over again to me at my request.  Needless to say, before too long my eyes became very heavy, and I was fast asleep.  I still love books, poetry and our language very much.  I attribute this love to my mother.
Dear friends, I hope there is a nap in your near future along with a favorite book to excite your imagination!  Have a happy September week!

Monday, September 2, 2013

Remembering "back to school days" in my little hometown of Carlsbad, New Mexico

By the end of the summer, I was ready to start back to school, ready to walk to school with my friends on cool September days, not a care in the world.
Back to school meant new school supplies:  a big chief tablet, jumbo pencils and crayons, blunt tipped scissors, and school paste in a jar.
These, of course, were carried to school in a cigar box, our school supply box!
My momma always made me a new dress each year.  Little girls (nor big girls either) never wore anything but dresses to school.  Such beautiful clothes I had all made by momma.
The outfit was usually topped off by a new pair of Keds!
I remember "reading circle" where we all sat around the teacher and read about "Jack and Janet" and "Tip and Mitten".  Many memories come flooding back today as a new school year is beginning for many children, my grandchildren included.  I pray for them many happy memories such as the ones I had during my childhood.  Wishing you all a blessed September week!