Well, that’s what I imagined him thinking as he stood there (almost hidden from my view) gazing out over the Danube river and onto Budapest. Maybe he wasn’t actually waiting for anyone — I’ll never know and I’m very happy about that. I like that about me.
Some years ago our Yittle was fascinated with the voice recorder on my iPhone and as the story goes…
She was 3-1/2 years old at the time and constantly playing with the voice recorder App on my iPhone. I was blow drying my hair and singing/humming the “Christmas Song” (amongst the glorious bathroom tile) when she came in playing around with the recorder App on the phone. She likes it when I sing that song so she asked me to sing it into the phone. So, I snuggled her up in my lap on the floor and we made this recording. As soon as I finished she gave me a peck on the cheek and ran away with the phone. Hahaha! Now anytime I hear this song I always think of that day and it makes my heart smile. Thanks to my thoughtful husband (who turned it into this Christmas card) we’ve been able to share it over the years — I hope you enjoy it.
Maybe my morning conversations with my mother aren’t why you came here today but sometimes my mother says something that makes me stop so hard and think so hard that I feel like I have to share it.
You may not need to read it, or ponder it, or share it but I’m so grateful for, and look so forward to my morning calls with her that my day feels wonky without them. Most of the time we just catch up on the day before or talk about what we have to do today. On days we’re feeling particularly silly we solve (in no serious manner) the world’s problems and then laugh hysterically grateful in the knowledge that no one will ever ask us just how to solve them. But then some mornings more serious matters need addressing…
Me:I don’t understand Mom — the doctors said she could have recovered had she just tried to help herself — if she would have just gotten up. Why wouldn’t she? She always seemed so strong. She controlled everyone around her — they did whatever she wanted, whenever she wanted it. Why would she just…give up?
Mom:“You’re confusing being controlling with strength. What if what happened, in the end, is that after all those years of getting everyone to do everything she wanted — to do everything for her — is that she never needed her own strength and then when she needed it, when it was all on her, and no one could do it for her, and she needed to pull herself up and out, she just didn’t have it?…”
Me:Mom…I love you. Same time tomorrow?
Good morning everyone. I hope you have an awesome day and for goodness sakes let’s only try to control ourselves. 😉
Before I get out of bed each morning I give thanks for my blessings. Today I will be lucky enough to have most of them under one roof and I’m so very grateful and happy about it. I hope each of you have many reasons to give thanks today as well. Whether it is Thanksgiving Day for you or not I wish you all peace, love, joy and thanksgiving days. Kalebra
Yesterday my husband and I shot the first in a series of photos that will be a personal project for us. One that’s been on my heart for a while now and I couldn’t be happier about it — thrilled actually! It’s a collaborative photo series project I call “Title Tracks” that we’ll even be video documenting as we go along so that our children will have this journey to look back on one day and knowing that feels like…flying.
Scott has written the whole story and included behind the scenes photos and the final image at this link https://scottkelby.exposure.co/title-tracks, I hope you’ll go take a look, I’d love to share my happy with you.
It’s one of my favorite sayings and also what finally convinced my own mother to get that massage (at the age of 60) she had always wanted to get. How my friend made it down to the pool in her “mom” bathing suit to make some memories with her kids on vacation. It’s also how I have managed to get out in my jammy shorts and bunny slippers to pump gas so that everyone made it to school that morning. (Just look away dude — nothing to see here.) Hahaha! Anyway, I’ve sort of, unwittingly, created this “giggle proclamation” for some of my friends and family of “You will never see these people again!” whenever there’s something they want to do but think they might feel the mighty wrath of judgement from people. Lol!
It’s actually turned out to be quite liberating and on more than one occasion — hilarious!! But the best one may have happened just a few weeks ago when my mother called me after spending a “glorious afternoon with (my) Yittle…”
Grandma: (About to walk out the door with Yittle for the movies) “Uh, Yittle, you have a sneaker on one foot and a flip flop on the other — why is that?
Yittle:“Oh, I’m expressing myself Grandma.”
Grandma: “I see. Do you think everyone at the movies will understand that you’re expressing yourself?”
Yittle: (As she heads out the door in front of Grandma) “Oh Grandma — I’ll never see those people again!”