Monthly Archives: December, 2014

A moment in time ….


A time to remember those who are gone but not forgotten.

A time to be thankful for all that you have and all that will come.

A time to cherish memories and look forward to making new ones.

A time to live. A time to love.  A time to laugh.

Most of all, laugh. For it is the laughter that will lighten your life and strengthen your love.

May 2015 bring you all that you could ever hope for and much much more.


Weekly Photo Challenge



Merry Christmas – Wishing for a Miracle!


Reason for the Season


You know it is time for some classic Christmas movies when …


Can you tell me the name of the man in the big red suit?  Yes Grammo!  That is Santa Clause!  Very good Olyvia!

Do you know the name of the reindeer with the shiny red nose?  Everyone knows that’s Rudolph Grammo!  Oh, right again Olyvia!

What about the name of the snowman?  Grammo, that’s Olaf.   Why, yes. Yes, it is!

I hung my head not knowing whether to laugh or cry.  But I knew for sure we’d be watching Frosty the Snowman very soon

Wordless Wednesday


Gone, But Not Forgotten

So hard to chose just one for this week’s photo challenge, so I am not even going to try.

Gone, But Not Forgotten

Mom Collage

A Mother’s love is never forgotten.

RIP Cliffy 3-26-13

“Clifford” truly unconditional love.

200px-HoustonOilers“Love Ya Blue” – Never Forgotten!


I love the site of this young lady and the quotes she chooses to post!

When connections are real, they simply never die.

They can be buried, or ignored or walked away from, but never broken. If you’ve deeply resonated with another person or place, the connection remains despite any distance, time, situation, lack of presence, or circumstance.

If you’re doubtful then just try it – go and revisit a person or place and see if there’s any sense at all of the space between now and then.

If it was truly real, you’ll be instantly swept back into the moment it was before it left – during the same year and place with the same wonder and hope, comfort and heartbeat.

Real connections live on forever.

-Victoria Erickson

View original post

Beyond Irritation


They were two arcs intersecting,  perfectly matched, perfectly timed, perfectly intertwined. 

After months of strong winds the arcs began to deteriorate and crumble into tiny shreds of precious metals.

They should have melted into one from the excessive heat they emitted,  instead the coldness left their shards to scatter in destruction.

In the aftermath there stood two useless structures at opposite ends of each other, no longer beautiful arcs but dismal reminders that nothing lasts forever.

Nothing, except the irritation.