Monday, December 21, 2009
Tuesday, December 8, 2009
Monday, December 7, 2009
Run right over there to Dawn's to enter to win this little pretty made by her very own talented hands. Good luck to us all!!!
Friday, December 4, 2009
Just in case I haven't said this enough already...I LOVE THE CHRISTMAS SEASON!
Sunday, November 29, 2009
Today I'm joining those at House in the Roses for 'show your cottage Monday'. Thank you so much Cielo for hosting Cottage Monday.
Saturday, November 21, 2009
This gorgeous ornament was a complete surprise. Judy makes these with vintage buttons and seam binding. This will definitely find a home in MY home year 'round as well. It's way too lovely to put in a box with other holiday decor.
She put in this little receipt from Dec. 1912 in with the gifts. Doesn't it just give you chills to hold in your hands something that was held by someone so long ago. It does me! I love it! This is what makes my husband call me a 'moony woman'. This, and a lot of other stuff I say and do. Thank you Judy, from the bottom of my heart! Your friendship is a gift.
Thinking about all the things I'm thankful for is always good therapy for me. Of course I am thankful for my Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ, my family, good health, our home, and our friends, but there are so many things that I take for granted in my life that make it what it is. When I wake up in the morning I have a routine that I go through everyday. I don't vary from it much, it is a part of who I am. I am thankful for this routine...it makes me feel grounded and secure. I was thinking about this the other day when I was thinking about what I might be able to do for those this year who are less fortunate in life than me. Those who don't have a routine. Those who don't have a comfortable place to lay their head each night. Those who can't give their children the basic creature comforts that I enjoy and sometimes take for granted. Those whose physical and/or mental health have failed them. Am I doing enough to help my fellowman? Are my prayers for them enough? Is the little bit that I am able to give enough to make a difference? I don't know...but what I do know is that I am thankful for the little bit that I am able to do, for the empathy and love that I feel for them even though I don't know them. I want the muscles around my mouth to be strengthened by the act of smiling. I want to overcome shyness and have the courage to make eye contact with everyone I pass in my daily round so that they know that they are important to me. I want my words to uplift and encourage. Some days I fail miserably at all of these, but I'm thankful that some days I don't. This Thanksgiving I want to be thankful for not only what I have, but I want to be thankful that maybe I have helped someone to have something to be thankful for as well.
I hope that all of you dear friends have a wonderful and joyous Thanksgiving!
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
It doesn't matter to me if they are freshly painted or
come true, but I still dream.
the fence talking to my sweet friend Sarah.
Trying to solve the worlds problems
one conversation at a time.
I think a cottage looks so much more
inviting, so much friendlier
when surrounded by a picket fence.
Did you ever say that?
When I drive through unfamiliar towns,
I like to take the side streets and see all
the old homes and cottages with their
little white fences surrounding them.
All of these pretty little pickets were photographed
when I went to Hailey yesterday to run some errands.
The lighting was poor this day, so I apologize
for the pictures being a little dark.
Hailey is a small town 30 miles from my small
town Idaho. It is so full of charm that it just
seems to wrap you in it's arms.
I love towns like this.
It is much bigger than where I live, but still small enough
that is has retained it's wonderful sense
of community well.
No malls or shopping centers here.
Just a lot of cute picket fences!
Thank you to Kathleen at Faded Charm for
hosting White Wednesday every week.
Saturday, November 7, 2009
Friday, October 16, 2009
And boy, what a gift!
One of the hallmarks of the syndrome is the excessive laughter
exhibited by the children with the condition. Landon
used to laugh all the time as a baby. Seldom did he cry...but would
laugh until we were all laughing with him.
For a very long time I had wanted to write a book about
the experience of raising a child with Angelmans...as a kind of
therapy for me. With the passage of time however,
I find that I no longer need to write the story.
I had always planned to title the book 'Laughing with Angels'.
The other night I googled laughing with angels to see if my
blog was there and interestingly, a mother of a child with autism
has written a book titled 'Laughing with angels, dancing with butterflies'
How cool is that!
This is our Landon today.
And that is why the name of my blog is what it is. It is the story
of beauty and bliss and life with an angel!