Sometimes words dance around in my head like snowflakes in a storm and I can't seem to bring them to the ground and arrange them in any kind of order. I see pictures and have to make those pictures into words and Meme helps me write them down and make sense of it all.
Today is Valentine's Day and I'm told love is all around. Even my friend the groundhog peeked out to check for his shadow a while back. He's ready for winter to be over, for the Spring to come ... he wants to feel the sun because it's hard to feel the love when you're cold.
So I got to thinking about Valentine's day and all the hearts and flowers. Poppy came in last night with a bushel of red roses for Meme and she fussed over him for that saying he shouldn't have or didn't have to or something like that. I have no idea why she always says he shouldn't when it's so obvious to me that he should and then some. But that's my Meme for you!
Fact is, it really isn't about how many flowers there were; it could be just one and she'd be just as happy. It's not about diamonds and gold the way they say on television, it's about him walking in the door with something in his hands for her. I sure know how that feels! Sometimes they go out to dinner and come home with a pizza crust or piece of meat wrapped in a napkin and it doesn't matter that it's little; what matters to me is they thought of me when they were out and brought something home.
How special is that?
So I hope everyone has someone who loves them and brings them home a flower, or a heart box chuck full of yummy candies. Poppy knew better than to do that this year because Meme's watching her weight ... whatever that means. She says she's watching it go down so I guess candy wouldn't have been a real good choice.
We shouldn't feel the love just on this special day that we celebrate. It's around us all year long so hug someone you love for no reason at all and you'll feel it come back to you ten times over. Feel it watching a sunset or just because the sun shines brightly in a clear blue sky. Just walk outside (preferably with your dog) and breathe in the clean fresh air.
We are so lucky to be here ... we really are.
'Til Next Time ...
Molly
Today is Valentine's Day and I'm told love is all around. Even my friend the groundhog peeked out to check for his shadow a while back. He's ready for winter to be over, for the Spring to come ... he wants to feel the sun because it's hard to feel the love when you're cold.
So I got to thinking about Valentine's day and all the hearts and flowers. Poppy came in last night with a bushel of red roses for Meme and she fussed over him for that saying he shouldn't have or didn't have to or something like that. I have no idea why she always says he shouldn't when it's so obvious to me that he should and then some. But that's my Meme for you!
Fact is, it really isn't about how many flowers there were; it could be just one and she'd be just as happy. It's not about diamonds and gold the way they say on television, it's about him walking in the door with something in his hands for her. I sure know how that feels! Sometimes they go out to dinner and come home with a pizza crust or piece of meat wrapped in a napkin and it doesn't matter that it's little; what matters to me is they thought of me when they were out and brought something home.
How special is that?
So I hope everyone has someone who loves them and brings them home a flower, or a heart box chuck full of yummy candies. Poppy knew better than to do that this year because Meme's watching her weight ... whatever that means. She says she's watching it go down so I guess candy wouldn't have been a real good choice.
We shouldn't feel the love just on this special day that we celebrate. It's around us all year long so hug someone you love for no reason at all and you'll feel it come back to you ten times over. Feel it watching a sunset or just because the sun shines brightly in a clear blue sky. Just walk outside (preferably with your dog) and breathe in the clean fresh air.
We are so lucky to be here ... we really are.
'Til Next Time ...
Molly
