May 8, 2014

I’ve looked forward to every birthday…feeling so blessed for every year, even when those years weren’t so easy.  I am just so filled with gratitude for the mix of experiences.  God has woven his heart in and out of mine and I have never felt alone.  Yesterday was a beautiful day.  The sunshine was lighting up a brilliant blue sky.  I got up early to a birthday phone call from my friend Bob on the west coast and then many messages of love throughout the day.  Happy birthday…sung with my Dad on morning Skype…and later, Bonne Fete sung by my Fiset family in Ottawa over the phone.

Breakfast was shared with Kate at Cora’s…always eggs benedict, coffee and great conversation.

P1160470 P1160472My first crocus of spring on the ridge above the city…exercise, deep breath, time with my pooch.

P1160474 P1160477 P1160478 P1160485New old E.O Brody Co. Cleveland OH short vase for $2.00 at the Women in Need shop.  I didn’t have this one.

BrodyConversation with a neighbour-friend about shrubs that grow well on the north side of houses.  A wander around a green house, after a long bitterly cold winter…enjoying the smells and sights of so much green!

Dragon Pearl dinner with my children and so grateful that everyone could make it.

Dragon PearlFloral arrangement brought over to my home by another neighbour…gift from Dad for my special day.  Conversation about flowers and flower beds as we stood out in the warm evening air.

P1160486Happy birthday cupcake delivered by my daughter as I read over Facebook birthday messages…again, we sang Happy Birthday!  May 8, 2014 was quite a day!

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Birth Days and Mother’s Days

I was born on Mother’s Day in 1955.  This May, I’ve thought often and hard about my mother who has struggled the past few years with Alzheimer’s disease.  I thought about Mom on my birthday.  And I thought about her again on Mother’s Day…and I’ve thought about her pretty much every day since I left her bedside last month.

Christmas St. SylvestreI want to thank those of you who brightened my days with your love, your wishes, your prayers and your cards.  It has been another year filled with blessings as numerous as challenges.  I am grateful for all of it.  I am grateful for you.

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Sistah Love! (And God Loves You Too)

As I consider this week’s celebration of my sister’s birthday, I am filled with gratitude for who she is for me and who she has always been for our family.  Recently, with Mom’s illness, she didn’t hesitate to travel to be a support to Mom and Dad and to send all of us an evening update.  For this, and for all of the love and affection she has shown us over the years, I want to express my love.  Thank you, for all of the drives from airports and trains and your generosity in every aspect of your life.  I am wishing you much encouragement in your hectic week and know that you are always in my heart.  I’ve saved every little piece of writing or drawing…every photograph that has been popped into the mail over the years…and so now, I pass a few of these tidbits back to you.

PS PS God Loves You

PS PS God Loves You

Here, I like "To a Good Kid", this from someone 12 years younger.

Here, I like “To a Good Kid”, this from someone 12 years younger.

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Happy Birthday, My Beautiful Daughter!

Alright…it just might be that I won’t have the chance to give my sweet child a birthday hug today!  However, I WAS able to hook up with her auntie…picked up a drive-through McDonald’s  ‘seniors’ coffee (my FIRST seniors ANYTHING and a big purchase at 82 cents a cup…joking) and then headed for the ridge for a romp in the wind!  An awesome time sharing a few memories and so much gratitude!

The art of writing is the art of discovering what you believe. Gustave Flaubert

 

Elma: All in a Day’s Work

Making things.

Max and I made a trip out to Speargrass to visit with the ladies last evening.  There was a surprise birthday party in store…and finally I had opportunity to meet with the generous and fun-loving neighbours.  This morning, Elma got down to work…got her hair up in curlers and then onto jigsaw puzzles and knitting.  I had opportunity to walk down to visit 89 year old Gordan.  It was wonderful to look at his many artifacts; maps, old photographs, scouting awards and books.  After a bit of outdoor time, Max and I were set to return to the city.  A nice getaway!

 

Writing, to me, is simply thinking through my fingers. Isaac Asimov

Knitting a Hat

Happy Birthday, Elma Flaherty!

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My dear and treasured friend, Elma, turns 95 on February 19.  There are some people who mark your life with blessings again and again, and Elma is one of those people for me!   I include Jadea Kelly’s music here as a beautiful sound to enjoy while watching our Elma’s slideshow. :0)

Tonight we shared family dinner and I knew, once I waved my goodbyes at the front window, that I must recognize some of the years that we have shared…I love you, Elma Flaherty!

Front Entrance, Goodbye February 5, 2012

Happy Birthday, Daughter!

Nineteen years ago, at 12:08 on Christmas Eve, my willowy dancer was tugged into life!  And right at the anniversary of her birth on the 24th this year, I was dancing in her arms…mother and daughter wrapped up in oneanother.  It is interesting that she chose my favourite honky-tonk spot to celebrate with her friends…it is cozy and family-like and everyone in the place shared lemon meringue pie with us….not often one has Tom Phillips singing your Happy Birthday to you as you stand proud on a dance floor!  A ‘magical’ event!
 
I Love You!