Through The Tulips Words of 'Wiz'dom

This morning I woke up to find a blanket of snow on the ground. It started yesterday afternoon not long after we dropped off Danielle and Justin and continued into the evening. At first, it appeared as though it wasn’t going to stick, but by the time Desere came for coffee last night and left several hours later, it was clear that we were once again going to have a blanket of white.

I do love it, especially when the temps aren’t so frigid that I can actually get out and enjoy it. I made snowballs this morning and tossed them for J.J. to find. He loves to play with them, and when he gets tired of one, he’ll eat it, and then beg for another. It’s adorable, even if it does mean he’s less inclined to do his doggie business.

Even with the beauty that winter brings- the recent tulip sightings has me dreaming for slightlly warmer weather, tulips and sunshine.

Last week, I came home from visiting my friend Bobbi and I found a bouquet of roses in the kitchen that my sweetie had bought me while I was away. I had no idea that he’d done it, and he didn’t mention a thing. I found them when I opened the door to the kitchen to start dinner. They’re gorgeous. Now that it’s several days later, they’re in full bloom and even more beautiful.

I don’t know what I did to deserve them, but whatever it was, I’m glad I did.

I’m so tired and ready to turn off the computer, but I wanted to pat myself on the back and spend a moment being grateful for meeting my deadline today and also to thank my dear mommy for believing in me when I started doubting myself. 

You were right mom, I could do it, and I did.  Even though it didn’t go as smoothly as I’d hoped, it did go faster than my biggest fears, and I know that it’s only going to get better. 

Love you.

Remember, it’s not about the destination, but the journey.

I wrote a while back that Marcel was planning to stop smoking once he was finished with school, and once Samatha’s visit had come and gone.   As you know, both have transpired, and this morning he had an appointment with the doctor about his plans to stop.

The doctor was supportive and enthusiastic, and gave him some medication that hopefully will help him stop once and for all.   I have a feeling that I’m going to need alot of patience during this endevour, because already Marcel is prickly and grumpy and his stop date isn’t for two weeks from now.

I know he can do it, I just hope he’ll believe in himself and make the changes.  I know his body will be grateful, and so will I, even though he doesn’t smoke near me, because I’m allergic.

Say a prayer for me that I can keep my big mouth shut when he gets grumpy, and just accept that it’s all part of the process. Say a prayer for us both, pretty please- I have a feeling we’ll both need it.

Lately I’ve seen a whole lot of hate, and not alot of loving going on in the world, and truth is- it bothers me. I don’t care who you are, we ALL need love in our lives, and without it- things start going amuck.

Ironically, I was sitting outside with Desere earlier this week drinking coffee, and I noticed something move. When I got up and checked, I found these two ‘stuck’ together. I guess love prevails in the bug world.

Now if we can all learn from the bugs and start spreading a little more love, to each other. The world would be a much better place, don’t you think?