"the nicest and the sweetest days are not those on which anything very splendid or wonderful or exciting happens, but just those that bring simple pleasure, following one another softly, like pearls slipping off a string."
Lucy Maud Montgomery

Thursday, February 9, 2017

take me back to the start...




...In the beginning there was a girl.  That girl is me, not to be confused with "That Girl."


This girl was busy working for Caring bridge and the Tumbleweed Foundation, both of which provide wonderful services to sick children and adults.  Caring bridge provides free blogs to keep families and frieds updated and the Tumbleweed Foundation provides additional services such as travel, food, gas, gifts for the siblings, etc.  Unfortunately the Tumbleweeds were unable to keep functioning as such.  I would love to start a service like that again.  Anyway, this girl was involved.

Being so involved this girl became followers of many patients, checking in on them daily and offering any help we could.  Sometimes prayers, sometimes more.  As patients recovered many of them went on to start blogs of their own.  this girl had no idea how that worked but  nevertheless followed them in their new venture.

After months and months of 'should I' or 'shouldn't I,'  this girl decided to start a blog of her own.  It's been nine years since she made that decision and even though many posts were silly nonsense, and serious nonsense, this girl felt less isolated and depressed as she told her story.  This girl found many friends with blogs who became real-life friends, many who became supportive prayer friends, many who understood her life.  The girl was very pleased.

But then the girl was sucked into a different world.  A place called Facebook, and as much as she struggled against it the pull to belong was too strong and she left the blogging world for the instant gratification.  Blogging occasionally she struggled to find things to share and as so her friends, with few exceptions, drifted away.  Maybe they had been lured away too.

Then one day about three months ago there was a huge change in the world.  The girl was very confused and sad.  People she thought were friends were spewing vile remarks at anyone and everyone on this Facebook.  It became a place of unhappiness, a place she no longer knew, no longer was it welcoming.  Less and less did the girl want to be part of it.  Yes, a few people railed against the hatred and posted some beautiful things but alas it wasn't enough to heal the girls innocence and broken heart.

The girl returned to her blogging roots.  Knowing she could offer her opinion without hesitation, knowing she could find kindness again, knowing she could be part of that kindness.  Several years later the girl, this girl, decided to return to her roots.  The girl is looking forward to a new lease on life. 

Tuesday, January 31, 2017

A simple wish...


 Princess Anna
 a con-fab of twirling prinsess's




...there is a business in our small town, located in an old Victorian mansion, called A Simple Wish.  They hold princess tea parties, everything princess for sale and even have a Princess school. 

Every year, as a fund raiser, they hold a Princess Tea at the high school.  I took Maude and her mom two years ago and it was so much fun.  We made some wonderful memories that day.  Maude has been asking me ever since then "when is the next Princess tea?"  Hubby and I decided to take her again this year and since her mama was working her daddy came as her dashing Prince.

This is no slouchy affair mind you.  All the Princess' are dressed in their finest dresses, heels, and tiaras.  The parents dress up as well and this year there were even a few "superhero" boys attending.  The high school drama club was dressed as characters from "Frozen" and performed a play and a sing-a-long.  There was dancing...not bad odds for the boys with at least forty princess' to choose from!  There was tea and goodie bags, crafts, and pictures with the cast with a 'frozen' backdrop.

Our girl is not the least bit shy.  She bounded up on the stage and introduced herself to all the other Princess's.  They all danced around making the skirt of their dresses twirl and jumping off the stage, yeah. 

Then we went home and my brother had made two batches of banana pancakes with berries and whipped cream.  She had a blast as did the rest of us.  Her daddy loved being a Prince for the afternoon and even danced with his girl as poppa and I looked on with huge smiles on our hearts.   A long afternoon/evening but we did our duty...filled her up with sugar and sent them on their way.  Yay us.

p.s. I took 164 photos that afternoon...we go three good ones.  hmmm.

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