Out of the mouths of babes . . .

Yesterday, I was with a first grade class making a slideshow for the months of the year. As we were typing in the names for each month, we were also brainstorming possible ideas for the “super sentences” they would be writing. We talked about how in January they could write about snowmen. February of course was all about Valentine’s Day and chocolate. When we got to March, an adorable little girl with a smile that just lights up the room said, “my birthday is in March!” “Oh that would be a great super sentence for each of you,” I said with delight, as I could see their little brains were working and thinking of great ideas to write about. As we were about to move on to April, the same little girl said, “When is your birthday?”

“My birthday. . . it’s in July”

“What is the day?”

“The 16th?” . . . I knew what was coming next . . .

“How old will you be?”

“Well, how old do you think I will be?”. . . I asked not really sure that I was ready for her answer . . .

“I think you are 50,” she said with the most adorable toothless smile!

Just then a normally quiet little boy sitting next to her blurted out . . .

“No, no, she is 17!”

Oh. . . out of the mouths of babes!

Back in the Writing Mode?

It’s been a while although the thoughts were still there

Yet when I sat down to write, all I did was seem to stare. . .

I didn’t want my writing to be dull or feel like a chore

Because the hope for my blog was inspirational . . . after all!

Writing each day in March is a challenge from my friend you know who . . .

So . . . I think I’m now ready, for a thought, a quote or a feeling or two

And yes I agree it has been long overdue!

Time

How does it happen. . . like the flip of a light

Those lazy, warm days, are now clearly out of our sight!

The vivid colors of one changing oh so fast

Now all there is, is our memories of the past. . .

Beautiful flowers replaced by pumpkins and ghouls

Then before too long. . . lawns and trees are covered in holiday jewels!

Tis the season for family, shopping and a little ho, ho, ho

There's no place I'd rather be. . . not even in a faraway chateau

Then those long winter days so cloudy and grey

Seem to never end. . . seem to never. . . go away

But then once again, like a flip of the light

Trees start to bud, and smells of the new season are right there in sight

How does it happen. . .I sure don't know why

So enjoy. . . don't just sit back and watch time fly by. . .

Friendships

My friend Michelle and I have been looking at the new books that I ordered for our school. When I listen to Michelle read a story, it is so apparent how much she loves books! It really is contagious! How lucky our students are to have her in their lives. We talk and laugh about how adorable the books are. . . special friendships between a mouse and elephant, a dog and a bear, a dog and a frog . . . just to name a few. So it inspired me to write about friendships. . . a true gift that is priceless!

People pass through are lives but friends, real friends, are always with you

Friends may be family. . . or. . . not

No matter how you are friends, friends share matters of the heart

Friends are honest. . . but never judgmental

Friends pick you up. . . never put you down

Friends hold your hand when you need them to and tell you everything is going to be okay

And you know what? You believe them because they are your friend

Friends listen. . . and know, when that's exactly what you need

Friends cry with you and then wipe your tears away

Friends, how lucky to have them. . . to love them . . .

Yes, people come in and out of our lives, but friends are always with you!

Thank you to all my friends . . . You know who you are!

I you all!

Ocean

Rolling . . . Churning . . . Crashing . . .

Huge white caps glistening in the sunlight

Bringing in . . . then taking back

Black silhouettes bobbing up and down

Waiting . . . looking . . . hoping . . .

For the perfect wave to ride

Giggling "children" young and old

Chasing and being chased

So powerful . . . yet so exhilarating . . .