A tiny gift, handed over with love.
"For Mon," from a sweet cheeked boy.
Love it.
The gift of a pair of sweet-cheeked boys.
The gift of their friendship, their energy, laughter.
Grateful.
The gift of a backyard. A pirate ship. A bevy of Sea Captains.
The gift of sunshine on a winters day.
Leaves to crunch. Games to play. Love it.
The gift of hugs.
The gift of mothers.
My mother who is moving to my city (my dad too). Grateful.
The gift of friends.
The gift of this friend, blog-met through another blog-friend; moved here from a distant city
Her family now a part of our lives. Her children, loved by me and mine.
Grateful. Loving them.
The gift of writing.
Words and thoughts shared.
My words and thoughts shared in print.
My name. In print.
Grateful. Loving it.
Also loving these inspiring reads...
- A Twist on the List by Laura from Piece of Cake
- Hands in My Life by Renee from Memoirs of a Mother
- Wordless Sunday (Christchurch) by Widge from Surviving and Enjoying Life's Mundane
- Paxil, Prozac... Go Noyeses! by Chris Noyes at Catapult Magazine
The gift of a new day.
A husband who gets up at sparrow's fart to drive the car to school (then bike home) before work
So the car is waiting for me there after I finish my walking bus duty
So I can get Scrag to kindy on time
for his first Thursday morning session.
Confused?
My husband went out of his way to make my day easier. I felt so loved. So cared for.
So grateful.
The gift of Hope.
Hope that things can get better.
That things can change.
Grateful. Very very grateful.
And loving so many gifts.
♥
{Joining in with these lovely girls...}
