Tuesday, November 24, 2015

Goodbye,My Sweet Friend

This very morning angels called my life-long friend home to paradise.

We had known each other for more than 50 years.

She actually went to high school with my oldest sister.

We called her "Lolita."  

She was generous and kind, loving and sweet.

We had so many laughs together throughout the years.

She was a delightful traveling companion.  

We also shed tears over life's difficult moments.

During many holiday celebrations, Lolita was with us.

To think of Christmas without her is more than painful. It sears my heart.

Lolita encouraged me throughout my life, including the start of this very blog.

She was always there, ever faithful and filled with exuberance and joy, adventure and fun.

She was my son's godmother.

I chose the autumn tree in this post because its vibrancy reminds me of Lolita.

 She, too, was vibrant and filled with beauty and kindness.

A brilliant light has gone out on earth and now shines in a different realm of life.

 Goodbye, sweet friend.

Monday, November 23, 2015

Thanksgiving Pies

My Mummy used to make delicious pies.

Her raspberry and rhubarb were my favorites but apple was delicious, too.

She also made custard pie but that never thrilled my taste buds.

My own pie-making is done quite infrequently because, well, I don't really want to eat too much pie due to the calories it contains.

However, Thanksgiving is coming and there are sure to be pies on the menu at my niece's house.

Hub's fave is pecan. 

At one of the last farmers markets this fall, I bought one for him and he was delighted.


Sunday, November 22, 2015

Remember the Little Ones

Today, the last Sunday before wonderful Thanksgiving in the USA, my thoughts go, once again, to the children of the world who are suffering.

Seeing sad faces of  children who should be enjoying happy childhoods makes me sad, too.

Children of war break my heart in two.

They are  the innocent ones. They never asked to be brought into this world.

As bombs crash around them, what must go through their little minds?

I see the faces of sheer fear and bewilderment, too.

Why do we do this to children?  Why?

It's so hard to write about happy things like holiday decorations and baking and so on when children are suffering needlessly because of adult decisions.

Why can't we live in peace and appreciate every moment we have on earth? 

Today, bless all the little children everywhere.

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