i miss you

When I miss you, sometimes I listen to music or look at pictures of you, not to remind me of you but to make me feel as if I’m with you. It makes me forget the distance and capture you. ♥

Life is a succession of lessons which must be lived to be understood. 
Ralph Waldo Emerson




what are the lessons here???

"Never be bullied into silence. Never allow yourself to be made a victim. Accept no ones definition of your life; define yourself." {Harvey Fierstein}




trying.....

thoughts for the day.......

"It is not how much we do,      

but how much love we put in the doing." 

- Mother Teresa

People fail to get along because they fear each other; they fear each other because they don't know each other; they don't know each other because they have not communicated with each other. ~Martin Luther King, Jr.

"Love never gives up, never loses faith, is always hopeful, and endures through every circumstance."

"Pursue some path, however narrow and crooked, in which you can walk with love and reverence." — Henry David Thoreau

20 mths.

wyatt should have been 20mths. yesterday. very few people noticed. his father certainly did 


not. i did. i noticed it in easter baskets, egg hunts, cute clothes, sunshine, and bubbles. i bet


he would have loved it all. especially the bubbles. today i paid my little monkey a visit and


he is ready to monkey around.

i found this piece here http://drjoanne.blogspot.com/2011/07/little-wounding.html a long time ago. i've been meaning to post it but my world got all swirly. but it really spoke to me about pain and loss and the nurturing we need from others. it is a lovely piece.

"I desperately needed aid as my brain felt increasingly scrambled and I lost the sense of space and time. I kept insisting I didn't need aid despite my helpless predicament.
Some insistent, nurturing intervention from caring others put me horizontal
A cool cloth to my head and all the time I needed to reground myself helped me

Then, and only then, the shattering pain lambasted me.

The pain radiated from every nerve cell The pain was literally paralyzing. I could not move. I could not think about anything but the pain. I don't remember much other than the pain.

Slowly, the pain began to ease. I noticed, though, that it would ease, then increase again. Ease, then increase again. This happened quite a lot, and I was mesmerized by this pattern. Very, very gradually, the moment of "unpain" grew longer. The moments of pain, shorter.

The things that were once so effortless and manageable now present significant challenge.

I'm protective of my injury, aware of its constant presence.

And of course, there will be a lifelong scar to remind me...
while physical wounds are quick to heal, the emotional ones are enduring, visible to us, often invisible to others"

go read the whole story here http://drjoanne.blogspot.com/2011/07/little-wounding.html.

just thought i'd share.

Even after all this time the sun never says to the earth, "You owe me!"Look at what happens with a love like that,It lights the whole sky... ~Hafiz

my son & his cousin. 
think they may be talking to angels. 
maybe a few of my own.