Peaceful Moments

My Favorite Quote About Life
happiness is a journey, not a destination...
for a long time it seemed to me
that life was about to begin --real life,
but there was always some obstacle in the way,
something to be gotten through first,
some unfinished business,
time still to be served, a debt to be paid.
at last it dawned on me
that these obstacles were my life.
this perspective has helped me to see
there is no way to happiness.
happiness is the way.
so treasure every moment you have
and remember that time waits for no one.
[souza]
for a long time it seemed to me
that life was about to begin --real life,
but there was always some obstacle in the way,
something to be gotten through first,
some unfinished business,
time still to be served, a debt to be paid.
at last it dawned on me
that these obstacles were my life.
this perspective has helped me to see
there is no way to happiness.
happiness is the way.
so treasure every moment you have
and remember that time waits for no one.
[souza]
Monday, April 6, 2009
Friday, March 20, 2009
Friday, January 2, 2009
Thursday, December 11, 2008
What a day!
As all of you know, I am usually the one singing "let it snow, let it snow, let it snow"! Except tonight, I was in Green Hills shopping and unaware of what was happening where I live. It took me close to an hour to get home from my work (that is where my car was). The closer I got to home the worse the roads were. I slid several times and got stuck once. Here are some pics!



Sunday, November 2, 2008
I got to watch my boy last night -- as I was preparing to put him to bed, he would tell me "I need anudder book nana -- finally after about 9 books I told him we would just sit and rock until he was ready to get into bed. We sat and rocked and talked as he drifted off to sleep I put him into bed. What a sweet angel.
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
Nana's Handsome Boy!
Saturday, October 25, 2008
It's been a while since I have written. I have been working towards understanding the loss of my mom. I have come to the conclusion that there is never understanding, there is only acceptance of the fact -- several weeks back I went to a ladies church retreat, the Sunday morning service was outside, it was a gorgeous day as the speaker began to talk my eyes drifted towards two trees in the clearing just above her head. There was a bird, it looked like an eagle to me, it was soaring -softly --floating and dancing above, since that moment, I have felt a peace I have not felt before that day, I know it was a sign to me that things were going to be alright, I was going to be ok.
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