I sleep up in the attic again~ here! The light that comes in so awesomely~ like a promise long ago forgotten that comes in and kisses me Good morning~ just in time.
I remember being up in the attic with you & Amy~ looking in that mirror (practicing my smile)and feeling so hopeful about growing up. "One day! I am going to be beautiful! One day I am going to have my day!" who knew what beauty was. I thank you Jayne for saying my smile was good back then, I needed that .
Julia came over this morning and we shoveled all that snow whew. It must have been 15 inches . What a great help. My back was aching but I really liked the way the whole block came out. We looked at each other and giggled hard work which we all have to do .Ju & I shared breakfast & coffee and laughs. She always cries when we remember Dad! It was a really good day.
May I be the love that I feel, may I merge into it and have it manifest in this home in this neighborhood & in this life. What ever I am let that be enough ~ I have love in my heart that has only grown. I am grateful:-)Good thoughts love in my heart are my favorite things. Love Bobbi right?
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Oh, my goodness, that was a beautiful sentiment in the morning. Mazeltov to the snow-shovelling party you guys had. I could feel Ju's tears all the way down here in NC. I miss you guys, but I do not miss the shovelling party. Our snow comes down beautifully and then melts after you've taken the photos. Perfectly disciplined snow. Can you believe we really did grow up to be pretty? Who knew? Your smile was beautiful, even then. Climbing trees and playing kiss the frog and count the warts and wading in the Baisley pond and "still crazy after all these years". Have a great day! Thanks for bringing me to the shovel party and tell me what Ju was crying about.
Stiff Back ugh!
Julia always weeps. We were talking about her cooking for Dad and How she loved him! then the water works (never fails). He was monumental to all of us. For you two maybe even more significant~ just a thought.
Love to you
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