Thank you, one and all, for your kind outpouring of love and support. Beginning with the tragedy down the road at the eve of this year, it seems there has been continuing scenes of drama around here, and none of it for the good. Right now, I'm ready for more heady stuff, like the drama of bee stings and too much chicken poop to scoop. And while I dream of greener, sunnier days sure to come, I've also been stuck in a time bubble. Delving into childhood memories, which I am fortunate to say are all good, makes me yearn for times long gone when I still had all four of my grandparents with me, who so fully taught me to live, laugh and to love.
But I also know it's because of them, that I will enjoy the sound of bees buzzing around my head, delight in the cackle of hens and feel completely replete in the love garnished upon me by my family.
To continue on with this journey of life, the one they started me on, is the best way to honour them.
Even when it's still snowing in April.
They might have overdone it on the laugh part.
Lucky for me.
~Be well friends and mille mercis!~
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but look at the beauty they sent you and you shared with us... :)
Wonderful post! I long for those days gone by to!
Live, laugh, love... your grandparents taught you what matters most. Memories are a wonderful thing.
~Chris
And I hope the snow stops for you all already!! :)
To continue on with this journey of life, the one they started me on, is the best way to honour them.
i love that line!!!!!
If we can learn that lesson...live...laugh...love...your grandparents have done their job!
Live, Laugh, Love....
looks like we may need to embrace all 3 of those to get through our April with that white stuff still falling:) I HEAR ya!
At least it's pretty:))
I hope the weather starts to warm up for you so that you can get out there and play...
xoxo
What a beautiful sweet tribute to your grandparents. There is no living without the love and the laughter, may their memories continue to fill you with all three...
You have been loved well your whole life! How lucky are you!
Me too! Another~in common~ we have!
LYLAS!
xo, misha
p.s. where did you get the font and flowers for your name? Too cute, missy!
Too much chicken poop to scoop sounds divine to me.
I often think of those days too. It's a wonderful gift.
I just read your post on your grandparents, I am sorry to know that you lost both of them recently.
The picture of them says so many things...I love that picture. I love the looks on there faces of pure joy. I love the way your grandad is clutching his wife under the arm.
Something about that picture just enapulates youth that transends through the generations.
What a treasure to remember them by.
I meant encapulates! OOPS.
OK, it is early, give me a break. Encapsulates.
What is wrong with me? Not enough coffee yet.
Your family has done so well by you and your attitude is bang on ~ you're going to be fine, enjoying all your happy memories, bee stings and scooping poop! Hugs to you! xox
We had a few spouts looking like that :)
I'm just catching up on some posts, and am so sorry to read about your new loss. We would be blessed to love that deeply.
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