happy thanksgiving

 A very special little wish for you from the archives (circa 2006).

Have a wonderful day.

make believe and magic

We can all use some make believe and magic in our lives once in a while. I was lucky enough to spend the day with my daughters at Disneyland yesterday. Nothing like shirking off the shoulds and taking a well-needed break from the work routine. I highly recommend it.

warmth

I have a love affair with hot beverages. And the mugs that carry them are a mild obsession too. Since I have been tethered to my dining table writing, writing, writing with little reprieve, my warm cup of something/anything has been a constant companion and confidant; steadfast and true, never leaving my side, holding my hand (or something like that) without wavering. Last night at god knows what hour I was musing on an 'ode to hot tea' in my head. Yes, it's gotten that ridiculous and I have been that delirious from being in my own head for so many hours every day. It gets crazy sometimes. Thankfully, I have actually enjoyed it, if it weren't for the nerve-wracking deadlines glaring and taunting me from my table top calendar.

Regardless, like almost anything we work hard at, it will be worth it in the end and in the meantime, I try to remain at ease in the knowing that it will all get done. It always does. Until then, I have my faithful friend to warm me from the outside in; a soothing scent, a taste to savor, warm hands, warm and grateful heart. What else can I ask for from one simple cup?

What are you savoring today? Share your heart.

what is always there

I'm reflecting on Alex's post today at Shutter Sisters. I've been thinking about it all day.

What is it that is always there (even when you're not looking)?

Responsibilites.

Chores.

A million things on an endless to-do list.

And thankfully...love. 

Twelve

12 months in a year.

12 eggs in a carton.

12 numbers on the clock.

12 days of Christmas.

12 donuts in a dozen.

12 roses on Valentine's Day.

12 years ago today...

...a baby girl was delivered from within my womb and placed upon my heart. She squinted to see and then sang to me a song that my soul always knew. And at that moment I was awakened with the love of the ages.

My amazing girl, who would I possibly be without you? You have been a precious gift each and every minute of your 12 sweet years. Happy Birthday! Always, Your Mommy.