YeP, I whispered to me, as I smiled at the happy person inside that t-shirt. Yes, we are. Every single one of us & what a delightful statement to declare, btw. & wouldn’t it be FANTASTIC if we treated each other as such … ? if we loved another as much as we love that …

A flash of before In your eyes I can see I’ve been here with you You’ve been here with me ‘Twas destiny, fate And our instant began A lifetime ago A lifetime again You’re forever my moment & for always we’ll be Continued in time Endlessly we Unbroken, connected Is how we will stay Hour …

It began April, 2014 with Wicker Walk Man and has moved along on it’s happy little route ever since. Bright Orange Mr. BEEP BEEP 🙂 Good Morning 🙂 Yep. I dub people. I do it all the time, especially those I see as I’m walking my beloved trail. Even if we’ve meet-ed and greeted somewhere …

No offense, Wikipedia, but, um, er, your explanation is a bit too complicated for my brainwaves this a.m. You see, I’ve been thinking about cousin for 11 days now, ever since Grandson 1 and 2 were informed they have a new one. Baby Boy Cousin, the word, Cousin, the vibe, Cousin, the memories … memories …

wearorange.org I’ve handled a gun only once in my life. I was in my early twenties, living in Fort Worth, Texas. My cousin thought it unusual, I’d never experienced, so he grabbed his pistol, swooped me up and off we went to a familiar, secluded, open field. Once there, Cousin placed a few aluminum cans …

A giggle here, a chatter there, classic rock softly strumming a few houses down, a spur-of-the-moment campfire next door, two best buds reminiscing on a front porch step and Husband and I hunkered in lawn chairs, happily taking it all in oh, how I adore the relaxed busyness of Summer. Birds tweetin’, squirrels frolicking, lawnmowers …

The syllables have been clamoring and dancing and bumpin’ around in my brain for a week now, but as I sit at this laptop, on this brand new today, quiet, they’ve become & ahhhh. Brand. New. That’s what this is, that’s what you are, unique and untainted and absolutely perfect. And as I stare into …

His name is Robert. Captain Robert. We’ve never met yet, I have known him for years & I carry him in my mind, in my heart. Robert was a Prisoner of War in Vietnam. His was the name on a POW bracelet I once wore. This bracelet was originally Uncle’s. Mom’s brother was kind enough …

The last time I shared this blog was July, 2021, but a shiny piece of wonderfulness just greeted me as I was walking a walk … & I’m thinking someone, somewhere might need these words today. Enjoy. ♥ – – – – – – – – – – Finding a penny means someone in Heaven is …

One is 3 years older, His Story the other, 18 months younger. Featured Creature And as I glance through blog archives, searching for words I’ve penned about them and other family moments, We Are Family I realize, how blessed I am to call these guys, mine. And these two, too Sweetie ♥ Thanks, M ♥ …