lilacs

... a scent from heaven evoking memories and smiles

small things

breathing in deep the rich earthy smell of spring
two bright spots of yellow ~ yellow warblers
a nuthatch hanging upside down
a glass of refreshing water after exercising
beautiful serene pictures of a pond sent from a son
comforting songs compiled by a daughter on repeat
sustained and supporting calls from another daughter
forever Pooh from another son
the smell of fresh cut grass
never fail daily emails from the best friend ever no matter what
blessings

mourning dove

yesterday I heard a mourning dove call.
the call touched me in the deepest part of my heart and soul.
I understood it's language.
I just wish I knew what we both mean by it.

may snow

this morning I woke up to this ... with snow falling fast and furious.
it matched my mood on seeing it.
after all it is May 2 and just this weekend with sun shining, I was wearing short sleeves and flip flops.
and then I looked out. really looked.
it was mesmerizing as only falling snow can be.
so sitting here now wearing my snowmen turtleneck I watch and say a prayer for the delicate flowers.

reflections on a diagnosis of type 2 diabetes

While reading Janet Evanovich's, Explosive Eighteen, I came across these lines. They reflected other people's responses on hearing of my diagnosis and my own response to all of it right now:

"It could be a whole new you."

"I didn't want a new me. I still hadn't figured out the old me."

scattered dust

I have broken into many pieces
pieces which have been crushed to dust particles
and the wind has scattered that dust far and wide
is there no bringing those particles back to whole again?

memories

on this wintry spring day, when I long for the dance of a warmer spring,
I read this and somehow it felt appropriate ...

" .... memories - they are all the aged have. The young have hopes and dreams, while the old hold the remains of them in their hands and wonder what has happened to their lives."

The Gift of Rain
~ Tan Twan Eng