These are random musings of my life journey, the people, animals, places, and events which have woven, and continue to weave, a tapestry that is me. We all know there is no real destination, only the ongoing experiences which blend together, creating the trail. Each step gives a glimpse of what is to come, without allowing me to see the end result. It is exciting. I have a home base that is mine, that gives me a place to rest. This is it. This is where my heart is, no matter where I journey...................

Tuesday, November 22, 2011

I'm still in bed. I love Tuesdays because I can do this. I don't go to work until around noon because I stay late for a bereavement group, so I get to be incredibly, sinfully, gloriously lazy! Today, after waking, I fed the dogs and made coffee, then returned to the warmth under the covers and read for a couple hours. Next I putzed with email, reading blogs and Facebook, and now I'm considering actually getting up. Before I do, however, consider this ....

 "One day you will ask me which is more important? my life or yours? I will say mine and you will walk away not knowing that you are my life." 
  ~Khalil Gibran

 Read that carefully.

I wonder .... how many of us can actually say that about another person?

I'll post more on this later, but ponder this, comment if you will. I'll be back.

See these Tuesday mornings allow me to think!!


  1. I'm so far behind on reading blogs, and then you make me think! Just kidding. This is a good question to ask. I'm not sure I have the answer. I'm not sure a person should be your entire world.

  2. Powerful!! I am hoping you can find a few little tidbits to be grateful for. My Thanksgiving wish for you is Peace, in and out.

  3. RET, I think you have a valid point. I'm still ruminating about this myself, but I'll be back!

    M'sM, oh. I have TONS to be grateful for!! But thanks for the kind wishes.

  4. Mmmm... I hate to think it hurts my brain! But to me it sounds as though you ought to let the people that you care about know how much you do. Before it's too late.
    But as I said I hate to think, especially here lately. My teen is frying my brain! Have a Blessed Thanksgiving Lyn! Love Di ♥

  5. Hi Lynilu

    This is a lovely little thing you posted. There are few who could say that about themselves.

    I also read your previous post. I am utterly and totally shocked by it. Do you really measure somebody's worth by how big or thin they are? To hell with men who complain about shape, do not let any of them near you.

    The thoughtful, compassionate, warm-hearted, kind and considerate person that shines out of your blogposts is so much more important than 'poundage'.

    Please, let me say how impressed I am by a woman who 'likes' herself, who has learned to appreciate her own company. These idiots with their fat guts are probably well on the way to becoming creatures who need a woman to look after them and care for them physically; they have little more to offer than the drudgery of nursing and cooking and cleaning.

    Under absolutely no circumstances let them define your own self-image and self-worth; there'll be somebody some day who sees the beauty and sincerity rather than what they can get out of you for themselves.

    Listen to me!

  6. Di, I think you're right about letting people know. We don't know when out last moment will be. And tell the teen to learn to cook in a way other than frying your brain!!

    Friko, yes, I agree with you, which is why it is so frustrating to me. I'm comfortable with myself so that I do not feel dependent on others opinions; I must admit at times it scratches at me, though, when I listen to such conversations. I just don't understand men/people who are so shallow as that. thank you. I did listen to you!! :)


If you have something to say about it, just stick out your thumb, and I'll slow down so you can hop aboard! But hang on, 'cause I'm movin' on down the road!!! No time to waste!!!