A Letter To My Love
My dearest husband,
How could you know
That so many years would go by.
And our love would still
Be fresh and new.
Like it was when we first met
I knew from our very first walk.
That we would grow old together
And look at us now.
Twenty-two years and counting
Our love is still alive.
I wish us many more happy
Years my love.
Only you can fill my heart
With such joy.
Till the end of time,
Your loving wife.
Laughter and Memories
Thinking back many years ago
I remember things that make
Seeing in my minds eye
Climbing the big old maple tree
As a small girl
To the top as the wind blows
Laughing as I hold on
To the branch as it goes to and fro
In the wind
Seeing my little sister dress up as
She gets ready to show her pet goat
She won first place by the way
She was laughing as her picture
was taken and so was I
Nanny was so much bigger than her
In our later years the laughter
grows stronger as we giggle
about things past and the giggles
grow in to belly laughs which
grow into happy tears and hugs
Laughter is the best memory of all
What a great way to start off the new year. I got a pleasant surprise the other day by email.
I made a Christmas afghan a couple of years ago that got auctioned off for charity. Well, the person that won it sent me an email. They said how much they enjoyed the afghan and that they had gotten many compliments on it. They also said that I should make more of them.
Afghan I made for charity.
To say that I was overjoyed is an understatement. I know that my plans for crocheting more for charity this year is a good one and a plan that I will keep. It makes me feel good to know that people really do appreciate good work.
I was thinking about all of the different color combinations that I could choose from and I thought about two or three different blues and white. The possibilities are endless.
The email that I got has made me realize another thing. How very important it is to think of others. That you are keeping someone warm or making a security blanket for a child. Or just the simple fact that you care enough about someone and I have been blessed to see the smile and joy on a child’s face when they get a blanket. That is enough for me to keep on doing this thing that I have been doing for years and years. The smiles of appreciation. Oh yeah, that will do it for me.