I hope you have a wonderful New Year. I am wishing everyone a blessed, prosperous, happy, loving, joyful and fun New Year in 2009!
May you hear the Angels wings flutter when you call them near.
May the Angels wipe away your tears.
May you feel the arms of the Angels holding you and comforting you so you don’t worry.
May you feel the love of the Angels all year.
May you know your Angels are always near.
I’ve created this award because finding comments when I log on does ‘Make My Day’ … I know activities of the season take our time, so these comments left the last few weeks deserve special recognition! It’s reserved for YOU who have commented in the last three weeks. Feel free to enjoy and pass the gift along to those who create in you ‘a song’.
I’m going to follow Virginia’s rules. If you have left me a comment(s) in the last three weeks then this award is yours for the taking. Enjoy ………….
This is a picture of five generations of women in one family, enjoy…………
Grandma, some ninety plus years, sat feebly on the patio bench. She didn’t move, just sat with her head down staring at her hands.
When I sat down beside her she didn’t acknowledge my presence and the longer I sat I wondered if she was OK.
Finally, not really wanting to disturb her but wanting to check on her at the same time, I asked her if she was OK. She raised her head and looked at me and smiled. ‘Yes, I’m fine, thank you for asking,’ she said in a clear strong voice.
‘I didn’t mean to disturb you, grandma, but you were just sitting here staring at your hands and I wanted to make sure you were OK,’ I explained to her.
‘Have you ever looked at your hands,’ she asked. ‘I mean really looked at your hands?’
I slowly opened my hands and stared down at them. Read more …….
I received this beautiful award from my dear friend Lea of Ocean of Perspectives. Thank you so much Lea. I just love the Friendship Flower Award, it is just awesome!
The rules for this award:
* Copy the badge and put it on your blog,
* Link back who pass you this tag,
* Spread this tag to at least 7 or more bloggers who you think you are friends with.
So now it’s time for the ceremony of passing the Friendship Flower Award to a few friends.
We tried so hard to make things better for our kids that we made them worse. For my grandchildren, I’d like better.
I’d really like for them to know about hand me down clothes and homemade ice cream and leftover meat loaf sandwiches. I really would.
I hope you learn humility by being humiliated, and that you learn honesty by being cheated.
I hope you learn to make your own bed and mow the lawn and wash the car. And I really hope nobody gives you a brand new car when you are sixteen.
It will be good if at least one time you can see puppies born and your old dog put to sleep.
I hope you get a black eye fighting for something you believe in.
I hope you have to share a bedroom with your younger brother/sister. And it’s all right if you have to draw a line down the middle of the room,but when he wants to crawl under the covers with you because he’s scared, I hope you let him.
When you want to see a movie and your little brother/sister wants to tag along, I hope you’ll let him/her.
I hope you have to walk uphill to school with your friends and that you live in a town where you can do it safely.
On rainy days when you have to catch a ride, I hope you don’t ask your driver to drop you two blocks away so you won’t be seen riding with someone as uncool as your Mom.
If you want a slingshot, I hope your Dad teaches you how to make one instead of buying one.
I hope you learn to dig in the dirt and read books.
When you learn to use computers, I hope you also learn to add and subtract in your head.
I hope you get teased by your friends when you have your first crush on a boy\girl, and when you talk back to your mother that you learn what ivory soap tastes like.
May you skin your knee climbing a mountain, burn your hand on a stove and stick your tongue on a frozen flagpole.
I don’t care if you try a beer once, but I hope you don’t like it.. And if a friend offers you dope or a joint, I hope you realize he is not your friend.
I sure hope you make time to sit on a porch with your Grandma/Grandpa and go fishing with your Uncle.
May you feel sorrow at a funeral and joy during the holidays.
I hope your mother punishes you when you throw a baseball through your neighbor’s window and that she hugs you and kisses you at Hannukah/Christmas time when you give her a plaster mold of your hand.
These things I wish for you – tough times and disappointment, hard work and happiness. To me, it’s the only way to appreciate life.
Tell me what you think. Do you agree with Paul Harvey or not?
I am giving this award to all of my friends that have given me so much Love and Support in the blosphere that I want to give this award with lots of love to:
