I’d like to take a walk inside my dreams
among the Willowed branched breezes
and lavender fields
that become immediately accessible
the moment I close my eyes
There, the air is cool and inspired
with twinkle lights hung like ever-present fireworks
to light even the darkest corners of my mind
If given time, I wonder at the wonderings I’d find …
when neither expectation nor supposition could withhold me
Where might I go if given over to the dreamer side which calls me?
And would I find my way back?
that ethereal place
in which I was always made to stay
“Peace is the beauty of life. It is sunshine. It is the smile of a child, the love of a mother … the togetherness of a family. It is the advancement of man, the victory of a just cause, the triumph of truth.” – Menachem Begin
My mother and my daughter were born a day apart. Some might think it coincidence that two of the most important women in my life were born in such close proximity to our planet’s turn around the sun … but not me – because these two precious souls are of the same making. Sometimes I imagine that God took the very same cloth, made of joy and sparkle, divine patience and an ethereal twinkle in their blue eyes, and said, “Yes … the world needs more of this.”
My theory of their interconnected hearts is confirmed in the way that they love. Both my mother and my daughter epitomize the idea of putting others’ needs before their own. They are the first to self-sacrifice in honor of a friend, and it is quite something to recognize their particular brand of benevolence echoed a generation apart.
I cannot ever live up to their level of altruism or down to their level of humble gratitude; so I am satisfied to live directly in-between. Thank you mommy, for being the catalyst of a life focused on the brighter side. Thank you daughter, for being the ever-present reminder that love speaks, and stays, and snuggles. I could never have deserved either one of you … but I am effervescently thankful that God gave you to me anyway.
All my love, and the happiest of turns around the sun to you both … I hope you feel every ray of gifted light this year and in all the years to come.
Elle (your daughter, your mommy, your #1 fan)
“I have learned that friendship isn’t about who you’ve known the longest, it’s about who came and never left your side.” Yolanda Hadid
A few months ago, Bella Grace asked me to write a post for National Friendship Day, celebrated on the first Sunday of August! It was an absolute delight to do so, and I hope that you’ll click on the link below and check it out!
Love and the best of best friends are wished for you today,
15 Special Ways to Celebrate Your Friendships
Hope is a yellow balloon
on a silver string that has been let go
spiraling and rising on a bright trail of sunlight
Past the tops of trees
branches brushing as it flies
the tiny bubble of light smiles as it sails
on currents of wind
winding its way beyond indecisive skies
or clouds closing in
Hope dances all the same
on certain assurance
that the only direction worth directing one’s promise