Happy Mother’s Day to All Moms. Six Words for Mine.

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I came across a video called Six-Word MOMoirs, Six-words on motherhood. You can view it below and I think you will smile and chuckle.

But first, six words for my mom which came to me almost right away. I really didn’t have to think too long. These six words, when I think of my mom have brought me comfort, assurance, confidence, sweetness and most of all love.

So this is for you mom…

Tuck’s my hair behind my ears. -Barbara Techel

Ever since I can remember, when I felt sad, or was upset or sick, the thing that made it all better is when my mom with the most gentle of a mom’s touch, would softly tuck my hair behind my ears.

It always seemed to make things better. Every. Single. Time.

It still does. Even when she writes it in an email to me if I’ve had a bad day or struggling with something. I can feel it. And it softly lingers there for days filling my heart with the deepest and purest of love that there is—a mom’s love.

Nothing quite like it. I love you, Mom.

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Sweet Pea of Remembrance

Sweet Pea of RemembranceI never thought to plant sweet peas. But when my friend, Victoria was here this week she said I should plant them so they grow up the wire on the gate in my perennial garden.

This morning I did just that. I can hardly wait for them to bloom!  And then in the mail came a lovely gift of remembrance from a faithful reader of my online journal, Debbie.

A glass stone paw print to remind me of Joie’s sign to me after she passed away in August 2013. You might recall that it was a few weeks after I said goodbye to Joie that she sent me a sign that she was well in the shape of a water paw print.  There was (and still is!) no doubt in my mind it was her.

As I contemplated where to put the glass paw print it finally came to me. Of course—near the sweet peas I had just planted. I actually put a few seeds in the wrought iron bird bath too.

Then I realized as I stood back, that on either side of the bird bath are two hummingbirds.  Frankie, my first dachshund, visited me as a hummingbird a few weeks after she had died.

Then I got goosebumps. It is all so right and perfect. So fitting. Both sweet peas I had the honor of loving and caring for.

Now I think perhaps I shall scatter Joie’s ashes among the sweet peas once they begin to bloom. I’ve been wanting to do something with her ashes, but just wasn’t sure. Now I know what I will do. It feels right and good.

Frankie’s ashes I plan to scatter at Bookworm Gardens where a statue of her resides. I hope to do that on the 3rd anniversary of her passing which is in June.

What a lovely day it turned out to be with what unfolded. My heart feels content and happy.  Thank you, Victoria and Debbie for being a part of such a divine plan.

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Reflection of Love

Reflection of LoveThis morning I grabbed my camera and stepped outside to take a picture of some flowers.

When I turned around to head back in there was Kylie looking so adorably sweet that I just had to catch her loving spirit.

I love how you can see the inside and outside in this reflective photo. But what I love most is how I can’t help but get lost in the deep, soulful eyes of one of the most magnanimous, loving creatures I’ve ever known.

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