What is my personal measure of my Humanity? I asked myself this question early this morning. I quietly snuck outside… Read more Measure of Humanity, My Morning Muse
Home Sweet Home
Home is where your true resides.
Home is contentment of being without thought, just instinct. A calm and wanting feeling of being there. Sanctuary. Your True.
The beauty of home is that it has a unique connotation and feeling for each of us… Home is a familiar place where we seek refuge and comfort from the outside world. Endearingly, home is with people; no matter the place, you’re home when you’re with those special someones. Or introspectively, wherever you be, you are home within yourself. Ideally, home is a blessed harmony of place, people and self.
At times, we may long for home that stayed behind in our past as we grew forward; or home is simply here and now.
And for some, a sense of belonging home eludes their best intentions; while others continue seeking their sanctuary to call their own.
…when you just feel it; and you just know it; then, quite simply my dear…you’re truly… Home Sweet Home.
Birthday
Today is mine. It is a lovely day indeed. Oh dearie, I’m not being all that indulgent of myself, just… Read more Birthday
Mother of all Hindsight
Seeing into the future to know how I should handle something in the ‘now’ is a superpower I wish I… Read more Mother of all Hindsight
Need Me, Want Me
“when you need me but don’t want me, then I must stay. when you want me but no longer need… Read more Need Me, Want Me
The Exceptional Rose
Long before Oprah encouraged us to live our authentic life, there was a Rose that was living her true life,… Read more The Exceptional Rose
Wisdom & Antics of the Young-ins
I have seen with my own eyes and heard with my own ears, my darhlings very interesting thoughts and behaviors… Read more Wisdom & Antics of the Young-ins
I Hope You Dance
To All my forevermorre Darhlings Just Dance… “I hope you never lose your sense of wonderYou get your fill to… Read more I Hope You Dance
My Grandpa’s Worn Bible
One of the most unassuming of men, yet fondly and distinctly memorable was my maternal Grandfather. He was a fiercely… Read more My Grandpa’s Worn Bible
Frankly, a Friendship forevermorre
There are people who we keep. They are worthy of bringing with us from our childhood and into our adulthood.… Read more Frankly, a Friendship forevermorre
Que Sera Sera
When I was just a little girl, my dear maternal grandmother sang to me our special little song in our… Read more Que Sera Sera