Don’t Be Shy, Just Let Your Feelings Roll On By….

My grandson is turning 1 soon and instead of gifts, his parents have requested that family and friends write a letter that he will read when he reaches his 18th birthday.

I began writing my letter wondering just what I would say.  I thought it might be difficult to write but as I began speaking to my grandson 17 years from now, the words just poured out.  It was much easier than I had imagined it would be.  The letter is still in draft form but looking at it today, there isn’t anything that I can see to change which is odd for me as I typically find many different ways to say what I’m thinking, and I tend to make frequent changes to my blog posts….but not with this letter.  I wondered, why did this letter flow so easily and was so easy to complete?  My response was more of a feeling – I love this child so much!  I don’t think it would have been easy to write a letter like this to someone I didn’t have such a strong emotion for.

I hope to live to see his face when he reads my letter.  I’m excited to learn what everyone else has written, too.  He’s a well-loved baby.

Oh, and of course I’m getting him a gift too.  After all, I AM his Grammy.

A bodie

Go Green!

I have a lightly shaded green thumb.  Not a dark green as I’m not able to get everything to grow and there are a few plants, such as basil, which no matter how many times I try, they just don’t thrive.  But, I do have many plants in my home, around my home, as I love the natural color of green and the energy and harmony they bring.

I find myself chatting with these lovely gifts this world has given me.  And, they speak back.  No, I’m not crazy, when I say “speak” I mean in different terms.  I have one plant that simply by looking at it I can tell it needs a drink.  Each plant has its own unique message.   And, when one doesn’t thrive, I feel a bit of sadness.

My sister has joked that God’s favorite color is green.  I think she’s right.  A lush green forest is eye candy.  It feels good.  I think blue is God’s second favorite……the ocean gives an amazing vibe.

A snippet of photos from my home and the “gardens” I love.  Nothing out of the ordinary as I live in the desert (today’s high temp will be 111°), but my little slice of tranquility.

a garden 1
My kitchen window
a garden 2
Upon entry
a garden 3
My evergreen elm is thriving!
a garden 4
I can see this from my bath
a garden 5
The aloe is hiding


I Can Feel It

There are occasions when I will post a song I enjoy.  I am fully aware that most of you who view my blog aren’t interested in my taste of music, but I post anyway….maybe someone will feel the song as I have.

Not too long ago someone I know said to me, you were one of a handful of people I knew who had that music in their bones.”  I believe this is true.  I am not unique, most folks enjoy music.  But I need it, daily.

Recently a coworker and I were discussing the difficulties of being deaf or blind, and I was asked which I would choose if I had to.  I believe it would be easier to navigate through life being deaf rather than blind, but the thought of never hearing one of my favorite songs again is painful.

I’ve written before about the magic of music and how it can transport you to a specific moment in time.  That’s one of my favorite things about the songs I love; to be able to experience the memory of a moment with someone.

On that note (pun intended), here is another of my favorites….

You’ll Think of Me

I love this live version of this Keith Urban song. This is about 10 years old. I’ve seen him perform this live and the passion of the song is enthralling. It’s a bit different than what’s on the album. Especially near the end…..gets me every time.


Days Gone By

I’ve been in my current home for just over two years.  I had decorated some when we moved in but I’ve had framed photographs sitting waiting to be hung.   In addition, I had new photos of the grandchildren which also needed to be displayed, so I’ve recently tasked myself with placing these important pictures within my home where they can be enjoyed daily by me and anyone who might visit.  I’m very happy with how they warm my home.

There is a photograph from my past which I love dearly.  It was taken by my children’s father in Puerto Vallarta back in 1980 while we were vacationing with friends.  It’s a memory I’m very fond of.  The photograph has some age damage so I have restored it as best as I can and will frame it and display it soon.

AMexico 1980

Life is an accumulation of moments shared with people.  I want my home to reflect my life – the memories and the people I adore.

…time makes you bolder, even children get older and I’m getting older, too….

I recently celebrated my birthday.  I had originally planned on taking the day off but a yucky case of shingles kept me home the week before so I had to work on my birthday.  I had hoped to take a day trip with my daughter and her children, not wanting any hoopla, just a lovely day with my loves but we had to put that off for another day.

When I arrived at work, my co-workers had decorated my office with festive colors, banners, flowers, presents……it was done up perfect for me!  Lunch included a birthday celebration paid for by the boss.  My co-workers are amazing women and our boss is a generous kind man.

When I arrived home, I walked into my quiet house and there was a beautifully framed collage of photos of the grandchildren.  I had recently mentioned how I didn’t have current photos of Rick’s grandchildren, and he did this for me.  It was perfect!

The day after my birthday, my son, his wife and my grandson took me to lunch and surprised me with another beautiful photograph of my grandson and step-granddaughter on canvas.  My son had also heard my comments and he took note.  I have a great son!

Tonight, my daughter, son in law, granddaughter and grandson are taking me to dinner.  My daughter is lovely and I am blessed she is my child….I can’t wait to see her!

And also, there were the many birthday wishes on social media, texts, and emails from people I care about.

What I find interesting in all of this is I had hoped for a simple day.  I didn’t want anything or a fuss.  But, I’m so glad the people in my life took the time to give me these joyful moments.

I don’t take for granted this life I get to live.  I hope this next year I can give back to everyone who helped make my day spectacular.

My Branches

When my daughter was born I was a young mother of only 22.  I fell immediately in love and experienced the gamut of emotions that comes with motherhood.  My son came just a short 24 months later and I found that my heart was capable of more love than I could have ever imagined.  At that time I was sure this was as good as it could ever get – the loves of my life.

Fast-forward 26 years.  It was on that sweet day in February that I realized there was a joy I could feel that would come close to the births of my children – the birth of my first grandchild.  I had heard folks speak of their grandchildren and how wonderful it was to be a grandparent but in my mind and my heart, nothing would equal what I felt for my babies…..then I became a member of this unique group and it was like the veil had been lifted, and I understood.

Looking back again when my daughter was born, I didn’t realize at the time that what we had created would grow – we did this; we created one, who created another, and so on……pretty good stuff.

I have been given the gift of several grandchildren now with another on the way.  They are my life and I wouldn’t trade being their Grammy for anything.  Thank you to my sweet babies, for your sweet babies, and for filling my heart.