This was artwork I "borrowed" from a fwd email yesterday. I thought it was so beautiful and loved the kissing couple. I dedicate this to all of you Bloggies out there who are in love (like me) and wish you lots of nice hugs and kisses and moments to remember ... gentle, peaceful moments that seem just so ordinary and mundane at the time, but reflecting later you might come to realize that often it is those times indeed we remember when alone, in a meditative mood. For me, if I were to die this instant, I feel I have realized some of my highest and best dreams in the love I share with my husband, and our friendship that has grown these nearly 25 years. We will celebrate our Silver Anniversary at the end of this year (silver is my favorite "precious" metal, even more than gold, could be my hair?) ... it seems hard to believe that I still miss him when we are apart, that we call each other several times a day while we are at work, we are for the most part loving, kind and respectful to each other (how nice to never be called "my old lady" or a number of other derogatory things I can recall!) I look forward to working out in the yard and flowers with each other ... he has already started raking flowerbeds and cutting trees that are diseased. Yesterday I looked down in what we call "the garden" (it was nearly a full acre that my father planted until he couldn't any more ... and we've never had that same ambition that he had, not to mention all the wildlife that would surely be consuming it before we had a chance to) and, anyway, I looked down there from the kitchen window and here was Jeff, walking with our cat Tuffy beside him, more like a dog than a cat. He really misses our dog and the long walks they always took, but he's gotten into the habit of walking down there and having Tuffy follow him ... just like my old cat Ralph used to do with my dad, winning my dad's heart over when he was always someone who "didn't like cats". The scene of my two "guys" walking together was so cute to me.
Last night Jeff worked over 12 hours at his job, when usually it is 7 hrs per night, and tonight who knows? He also has to work tomorrow on Saturday ;o( even though they have a fit if he goes over 40 hrs a week, unless it serves their purpose. He was hoping to have tomorrow off since he will definitely be over 40 hrs...but then, the health insurance premium will be due soon and the bills will always get paid, leaving not so much for fun, play or recreation. We still have good times, though, just sitting across the kitchen table talking together, catching up on how our work day/night went, laughing about all the strange and often funny things that employees can get into (which I won't repeat here). I sometimes record several TV shows so we can watch them together later on (we love Ghost Whisperer and Medium ... and Chuck!) I get a reprieve tonight with nothing of interest to watch or record so I have been reading magazines as the dishes sit in the sink ... sitting out under the McIntosh apple tree at the picnic table with Tuffy coming to visit me and cuffing at me when I bugged him too much (as he gazed excitedly at a nearby rabbit, too lazy to chase it, gladly!) and I thought I'd just reminisce here a little about loving someone ... and dedicating this post to me and my husband ... and all you others out there who are in love, have been in love, will be in love, and especially loving yourselves first and foremost so you know how very worthy you are to be loved in return. Bless you and thank you for sharing your love with me now and again. It is such a breath of fresh air to hear positive stories in the midst of the daily grind of negativity everywhere in the media, etc. I pretty much steer clear of that or of anyone who wants to spread it.
Last night just as I was winding down at work, I inadvertently locked myself out of the office inner door and after realizing the cleaning lady was gone from the building, and delivering a letter down the hall to a psychologist friend, after I told her about my predicament and that I didn't think I could fit thru the receptionist window if I tried to climb through, she offered to come down and climb through for me ... and she's a tiny lady. She came down and climbed through and, wow! that was so nice of her to offer that service! I was able to get my work done and leave on time and have a nice chat with her, and she commended me on my recent "being in control" of my health and eating habits and healing process. I came home last night and went out and picked some pussy willows from our tree (my dad orig planted many yrs ago and we resurrected it) and put them into a beautiful piece of pottery that is hard to explain, but it's very earthy and looks somewhat like an acorn with only a small hole in the top to put flowers, etc. in. I do believe Monday I am going to give that to her for helping me, even though she said it was a "piece of cake" and "no big deal"... it was a big deal to me. I think, anyway ... it is awfully beautiful! ;oD
Well, as you can see, I can ramble on ... it is very fulfilling sometimes to just sit here "talking" to you folks. I feel a sense of peacefulness knowing that we have this connection all around the world ... from the United Kingdom to Singapore to Oregon to Connecticut to Minnesota ... one never knows. BUT! I digress ... I sign off with my dedication to you lovers out there ... go look at yourself in a mirror, hopefully a beautiful mirror, and KNOW that what you see is so good and wondrous and meaningful to me and so many others ... make sure it is all that and more to YOU!
Have a lovely first day of Spring tomorrow. The Vernal Equinox ... hope springs eternal ... and I am, your faithful SisSTAR of the C.O.D.E. (Childless Orphaned Daughter of the Evolution ... resolving to evolve). Whew! That was a long one, eh? ;oD XOXOXOXOXO