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The Smith Chronicles: Happiness
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My memos of Memories. Wednesday, January 4, 2012. I have been asked a lot about my. I want to stew about them for a while. But one thing I know for sure. They will be simple. Simple like this photo. I am done with beating myself up for unmet expectations. I want to emerge myself in joy. Feel every leaf in the wind. And wave in the sea,. And stop waiting for tomorrow. I guess that is the good thing about what I have been through. Everything is precious when you have had a tube. This year I choose life.
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The Smith Chronicles: May 2011
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My memos of Memories. Thursday, May 26, 2011. When Mama flew the coop. If you asked Mr. Henry what he did yesterday. He would grin and tell you his mama jumped out of a plane. Some would say it was crazy. Others it was brave. There are those that would call it outright stupidity. Mama would brush it off her shoulders and smile anyway. Because she knows the why behind the dive. To my strong brave and incredibly supportive husband:. Thank you for getting the why. Thank you for smiling when I soar,. It is a...
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The Smith Chronicles: love love love
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My memos of Memories. Tuesday, May 1, 2012. So I am a bit late. Forgive me. But I am having a bit of a sentimental bug. It must have been my mini breakdown, that triggered a valentine memory. But it is a memory worth sharing. My favorite day of the year. Why? Because I get to celebrate the people I love, because I am reminded not to forget what my life would be like without them. And because I get to drink cherry soda from a can with a piece of licorace. Because as my dad always puts it. . Love the sunda...
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The Smith Chronicles: June 2011
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My memos of Memories. Thursday, June 30, 2011. Malia Was baptized with her cousin Riley in April. These two have been trotting around together for many years. It was a beautiful day. For a beautiful girl (s). Aunty Kelly sent them leis straight from Hawaii,. Which meant a lot because Malia was born in Hawaii. The fragrance of the orchids brought me back. To the days I would hold her tiny bird head in my hand. And pray I would return her one day. She is a gift to our family. And lucky for me,. While the n...
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The Smith Chronicles: May 2012
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My memos of Memories. Wednesday, May 9, 2012. I wake up on my 38th birthday to the smell of bleached sheets and iodine. There is a tug in my arm from the i.v that took 4 nurses and three hours to wrestle into my "shy veins" (as the charge nurse called them.) Both of my arms evidence of poke after nervous poke. They are bruised and swollen. As I wipe the blur from my eyes, I gaze at the posters and the cut out paper dolls the kids had decorated the room with the day before. How can I do this to them again?
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The Smith Chronicles: October 2011
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My memos of Memories. Tuesday, October 25, 2011. Today I went to I.V therapy for my last iron i.v. And to get out my pick line. Mama is getting her groove back. I thought it was pretty special to. Have Kathy there with me,. Since she has seen me through this. I feel pretty brave posting this picture. I am already forgetting about the miracle. Of life, and worrying about how to loose. All this weighed I gained when they. Starved me for 6 weeks. I take a minute and remember that I. And sometimes they don't.
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The Smith Chronicles: February 2011
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My memos of Memories. Monday, February 14, 2011. Sweethearts and Sticky fingers. I confess to being a shameless romantic. But these days Valentines has more to do with. Sweethearts and sticky fingers,. Than bubble baths, lace and martinelles,. I am working on it though:). But I did wake up Sunday morning to these. I think I would have preferred waking up to. But he was on call. He has been working like a madman lately,. And I love him for it. I love him for coming home to me and the kids. Just to see me.
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The Smith Chronicles: April 2012
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My memos of Memories. Monday, April 30, 2012. Today I took a drive in my car. With wet eyes,. And no silly sappy songs to dry them. I had done everything by the book so to speak. Got up. Saw the girls off. Went to Yoga. Which normally sets me straight. Not so much today. I feel a bit like I am standing on a bank,. Of the same old River that I thought I had crossed and. Checked all neat and tidy off of my list. But my feet are muddy. Just something about that darn current. That keeps pulling me in. My bat...
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Modest Conquest: Christmas Things
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