Laughter~

As we get older are things just not that funny anymore? I use to laugh so much when I was younger, the smallest things amused me. Don't get me wrong, I'm not saying I do not laugh, I do. But as a child I remember laughing so hard my stomach would hurt and that would happen as part of my daily life. Today it seems that only happens once in a while...so, I ask myself, am I more guarded today than I was yesterday? Or is this a common theme that happens as we get older and wiser? Hmmm, just saying that sounds ridiculous, things should not be less funny just because we know more or are older....Am I alone with this feeling? Today I sit and wonder because, Jordan, only 6 months of age can laugh if the wind blows differently. The smallest things amuse him, he is so happy and innocent. The mere freshness of a baby, his laughter so pure and real, so sweet. It is absolutely amazing what that sound can do to my soul. He makes me laugh, he brings me to another place one that is raw and unaware of lifes stresses. At that same time it can make me cry, not from sadness but from the overwhelming feeling of love I have for my family and how I just want to hold on to those precious moments forever. My heart, my laughter and my tears are all shared with my family, my love. Thank you Baby Jordan for laughter.

You know that feeling?

I was going about my business this morning when I was taken back by a feeling. Do you know that feeling, I am sure you all have experienced this before. You are minding your own business and all of a sudden a smell of some sort stops you dead in your tracks. You look around, no one is near, you get the goose pimples and you try so hard to reach back for that smell, but it is gone. You almost want to reach out and hug the air, sit down and reflect on the past. But what was that? Was it your imagination? It not only stopped you in your tracks but it brought about a feeling from the past, something so familiar, something so deep it almost brings tears to my eyes. What was that moment I ask myself? What year was it from, why can't I wrap my brain around it? It may have been a familiar smell of a food mom use to prepare for dinner or possibly the smell of a lost loved one, maybe a scent of a room where you once use to hang out. I try so hard to go back to that time for just a minute but that smell is gone, where did it go? I know it was real, it is so familiar to me but yet intangible and so far from my world today. Just going about my business when something beyond my control lets me know it's still there. Now that is an ah-ha moment for me.

My 1st Post!

Finally a SUNNY day! Still chilly but at least we have sunshine! I found myself wondering this past weekend as it was gloomy and rainy outside...What else can I be doing? Hmmmm...why not a blog, another form of expression a way to connect with others and well something to do when it's gloomy, sunny or whatever outside. I have a long mental list of all things I want to accomplish this spring/summer and possibly with the help of self expression I can achieve my goals.

Going to the garden this morning to "weed" out the unwanted growth from the rain, I came across this beautiful bloom. A perfect heart (a string of hearts), a symbol of love & birth in my own garden...what a wonderful way to start my day.