I have it on good authority that when the Israelites were wandering through the desert and "manna" fell from heaven, it was really chocolate chip cookies--with no nuts. True story.
Don't believe me? Eat one. You don't have any in the house? Whip up a batch. Use the Tollhouse recipe; they're the best. I'll wait.
See what I mean? Damn, they're good. All part of life's bounty.
With all the ominous news in the world today I've decided to take notice of all the beauty I experience every day, whether it be in a cookie or in a white puffy cloud sailing through a sunny day. Today, this moment that I breathe in, is the only one I can count on so I've decided to make it count.
Blessed Be.
Friday, June 13, 2008
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Heaven's a little hard to describe after reading about having to look forward to spending 24/7 with a tweener for the next three months. I never had that problem because there were three of them until #4 arrived much later. He and I had such a wonderful time together. I do cherish that time that is so far gone into the past.
Yesterday my heart took a blow. It skipped a beat when I heard the news that Tim Russert had died. Kids aren't supposed to die. My eldest is 60, my next, 56 then 55 and that last one 46. None of them are supposed to die before I do. And Tim wasn't supposed to go while he was having such a fun time with the current presidential race. Not fair!
So, relish the time with that child. Romp, read, write poems, whatever makes the two of you happy. The future is only a blink away.
A thought from an email of a day or two ago: Live your life in such a way that when your feet hit the floor in the morning, Satan shudders and say, OH shit, she's awake! MES
I so appreciate your perspective, and the last little anecdote about Satan; that is priceless and I'm gonna put it in the main post just in case not everyone reads comments.
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