Sunday, May 10, 2015

* NOSTALGIC SUNDAYS *

It's Time Again for Another Nostalgic Sunday!
 
 
 

Hello wonderful people who take the time to stop and see what I've posted! I'm working at the shop today which I volunteered to do since my family gets together on different days to celebrate different occasions. Happy Mother's Day to all the fabulous moms out there!

I've written blog posts about my mother quite a few times and particularly on Mother's Day each year. (She died in 1989.) Although we loved each other, we never had that closeness that some mothers and daughters are so fortunate to share. It makes me think of the marvelous review Theresa Sanders wrote about my memoir, and posted on Amazon. Here is part of what she said "... her bumpy relationship with her sometimes distant mother..." Thanks again, Theresa (Sistah Teri!) I couldn't have said it better myself.

And also, I'm reminded of something my dear friend, Rita (now deceased) said during one of our thousand conversations. It made such an impact on me that I included it in my memoir. The chapter title is "Thoughts on Love & Forgiveness," and is primarily about my feelings toward my estranged dad. Here is what I wrote: "A wise friend once told me she believes part of our journey here on earth is to forgive our parents."

Ah...so true. I miss Rita every day because she was genuine. She was thoughtful and caring and spiritual and absolutely hilarious. (I sometimes referred to her as "crazy Rita" because of the funny things that would happen to her and the way she described them.)I know, too, that she would LOVE our little condo. Below are four of the newest photos I've taken. I hope they make you smile.


A close-up of a large bowl of petunias I bought.

A close-up of the gorgeous irises the previous occupant planted.


The bird feeder I bought and filled.

Shelves and cabinets above the kitchen sink.
I've had fun changing things around, trying to decide what to put where.
The fish is a one-of-a-kind piece of art created by our friend, Bob.
It's lightweight wood, covered with floral fabric. I just love it and think I found the perfect place to hang it.


"Sharing tales of those we've lost is how we keep from really losing them." - Mitch Albom, For One More Day