Friday, May 29, 2009

Mighty Force

Life can be so disappointing and as each of us contemplates those things, people and situations which bring us sadness and displeasure, even pain, I think it's beneficial to apply a little context.

This is the true joy in life, the being used for a purpose recognized by yourself as a mighty one; the being thoroughly worn out before you are thrown on the scrap heap; the being a force of Nature instead of a feverish little clod of ailments and grievances complaining that the world will not devote itself to making you happy.
George Bernard Shaw

Remember, we are just an extra in everyone else's play.
Franklin Delano Roosevelt

Wednesday, May 13, 2009

Changing Fortunes


This is the wonderful fortune found by yours truly in a fortune cookie. I had just met Tony and was at a very precarious juncture in my life, as I'm sure you recall. (Whew, life just kind of blew up in my face there for awhile...)
Enchanted by the fortune, I tucked it into the rear view mirror of my car and kept it there until it became reality, after which I moved it to my jewelry box where I will keep it forever.

Tuesday, May 5, 2009

Allowing myself to dream

As I grow more confident in my abilities, I am beginning to allow myself to envision what life could be. I have seen many houses here in town that cause me to have a sharp intake of breath, but my fancy has always passed. This particular property, however, really has my juices flowing. The link provides pictures of it now, as it has been restored. If you'll scroll down, you can also see BEFORE pictures. The yard is big enough that I can envision a vegetable garden, fruit trees and, safely separated from Maddie, chickens and a coop. Maybe even a goat or two. If you'll notice, it also has a mother-in-law apartment above the 2-car detached garage. I'm also seeing a swimming pool.
Dream with me, won't you? And envision yourself sitting in the garden enjoying a cup of coffee with your daughter while your granddaughter tells grandiose stories of her daily adventures and your grandson skips from one manly task to the next.