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Friday’s Five —April 24, 2020

Five very good things from these past few days—

because if I have learned anything in my years here in this realm, it is this: there are beautiful gifts in front of us every day, but we must take a breath and slow down and pay attention.

1–my dear friend Kim enlisted her hubby to help, and they came to my house and created a raised bed garden for me. It has already been a daily delight for the grands and for me…such kindness and generosity. 🌱The bigger gift was paying attention when I mentioned I’d love to make one someday. How rare and sweet to be given an answer to a wish. 🌟 ( Listen to your people. Make a wish come true when you can. ❤️)

2-good music on the radio. As I write this post, NPR is playing a classical music segment. It’s calming. But this week I heard my fave song (Comfortably Numb by Pink Floyd) in its entirety as I was driving—windows down, volume up. You know exactly what I mean, I hope. 🙌🏼 🎶 (Know the power of music to elevate your mood. Listen.)

3-cocktail hour with my sis. I kidded with her this week that we did long distance “virtual” cocktail hours before pandemic time made them cool. We are going on six plus years now—once a week and sometimes more—we settle in to create/chat/vent/sip, and I am always happy to hear her sweet voice. 🍷📱🍷 (Make extra “special”time for your loved ones.)

4-children’s laughter. Emma and Sofia are imaginative and happy and their voices reflect that, no matter what we are in the midst of…and this week, when I saw baby Clara, she smiled her slow sweet smile of recognition and then pushed her arms and legs out in what I translate as recognition of the love we already share. She “answers” with her own language and I answer with mine, knowing she already understands far more than people might think. 👶🏼 🥰 (Always talk with children at a higher level than you think they understand.)

5-poetry. It is National Poetry Month, and I’ve made a point to post a poem a day on social media. Usually, I create a project of some sort…this year, it’s a postcard project, which serves multiple purposes: it puts poetry into the world, lifts someone’s spirits, and supports our USPS. Will you join me in a grassroots effort to help our postal service? Will you send an extra piece of mail out once a week? (You have power to change things…use it well.) 🌟✅🧚🏻

Stay strong and well, dear readers. The world is in the midst of upheaval, but we carry on with our heads up and eyes open to the gifts around us. They are our strength. Remember. ❤️🌟🌟🌟

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Friday’s Five

Yes, I realize it is Saturday. 🙂

Somehow yesterday got away from me; even though my life has slowed down in so many ways, I did not manage to sit down and write this post. So, on a cool (for Texas) sunny afternoon I will share some grateful thoughts with you because late or not, I am dedicated to this practice of gratitude.

*cakes in mailboxes (My friend Paula recently delivered a warm lemon poppyseed cake as an afternoon surprise and belated birthday gift–delicious and maybe enjoyed even more, in some ways.) Proof of how we can lift people’s spirits in so many little ways.

*leftover cascarones (Well, just the shells)…multicolored evidence of the joy that transpired in my front driveway less than a week ago on a very different but still love- filled Easter Sunday…and a few hours of sunny time to celebrate between two thunderstorms. I still hear the laughter and squeals as two little girls chased their parents and me around, cracking the eggs and enjoying the time together.

* words from little ones on paper and in voice (Both older granddaughters are writing uppercase letters in their diaries, dictating notes to me, taking orders for food at their pretend drive thru/kitchen center.)Words on post its and scraps of paper fill the tables at my house. Lovely. The infant is not able to write yet, but she makes her needs known by crying if we pass by without interacting. She knows how to get our attention. She is learning from her sisters. “Up” requests Emma and “Come snuggle with me” says Sofia. I am happy to cooperate.

*seeds in cups (another thoughtful gift from Cindy)…one that continues to bring squeals of delight from all of us when we realize that tiny seeds do indeed sprout. Watching and tending to a plant is a valuable use of time.

*handknit socks (my sister Mary says I am one of the few she will knit for…well, lucky me.) If you are ever spoiled by hand knit socks, nothing else will seem to keep your feet quite as warm. Maybe that has something to do with the love used to make them. 🙂

So, there is my roundup of 5 good things from last week. There were many more, but these get the spotlight today.

Take good care of yourselves in these COVID/pandemic days. What are we in, dear readers? I ask that multiple times per day. And then I start looking for the good things to soothe my spirit. I hope you are able to find the good, too.

Be well.




















Friday’s Five

Tonight I’m remembering another time in my past when I made a determined and conscious effort to keep blogging, to keep writing even though the world I was in seemed to be (and was) spinning out of control.

I’ve often looked back at that time and wondered why I felt that I had to write, what was it about that act that somehow centered me. I understand it is control. This is one tiny way of making order out of mess.

For me, this act of writing and documenting is also an act of defiance. It is the I will look for and find joy in the midst of out of kilter days. I have that power.

I celebrated a birthday a few days ago, and while some might think that this is a terrible time for a celebration, I disagree. I’m glad my family and friends disagreed, too, because they brightened my day in many special and memorable ways.

We really get to choose more than we realize. I choose to keep looking for the light.

Here, a few of those bright light moments…

“Snow glows” and woodpeppers” —Emma’s words for dandelions and woodpeckers as we wander outside for walks …

“I want to write in your journal” Sofia tells me and then takes letter dictation for the words she’s wanting to record—-I recognize this as the gift it is…

That little orchid I bought in Sara’s honor a couple of weeks ago is getting much love and attention from her nieces. Something to care for gives us direction.

Visiting cardinals…they have returned, and I am able to give them lots more attention now that I work from home these days. I moved part of my work area to the sunporch so the outside is never far from view.

Photographs…old and new and the treasure of reliving the moments.

“Snow glows” and wishes ❤️

Keep wishing and watching and reveling in the days you are given.

Stay safe, dear readers. Stay home if you can. 🌟

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Friday’s Five

Dear Readers,

This is new territory.

I bestow upon you things I

have been given during my lifetime:


Free passes

Benefit of the doubt



May they help save us now. 🌟


Friday’s Five

I don’t know, folks. This is a biggie.

I can list five good things from the week …and I will…but first I need to say a couple of things.

It’s hard to look for the good when the whole WORLD is facing the same problem:Covid-19. This week has been a mental challenge. I see how my friends and family are adjusting to a new way of life. Nothing is easy. We all cope in different ways.


While I do indeed look for the good, I’ve also seen people spend time looking for various supplies this week. World: stop hoarding…and thank you to the postal worker who brought hand sanitizer out from behind the counter so I could use it. This is her third bottle—the prior two “disappeared”—yes, really. That is what we have become.

On a better note, she now wears gloves that do not fall off because a regular customer saw she was wearing oversized gloves secured with rubber bands and brought her a pair that actually fit. These are people handling our mail. Answering our questions. Moving our boxes. Connecting us with loved ones. Surely, they deserve gloves that fit.

So many heroes. We have power to be heroes. Will we? Will you?

Ok. Five beautiful moments from this “not so beautiful” week for our world:

—my son and his family playing Red Light, Green Light as if it were any ordinary weekend night…little children delighting in counting and laughing and moving game pieces with their mommy and daddy.

—Skype sessions with my across the world daughter. I feel the distance so strongly these days, but I’m so grateful for the technology that allows us to stay connected.

—the postal service. They are a lifeline connecting so many of us. There is such beauty in receiving a real letter. Join me in writing more during this time, if you wish.

—the kindnesses of strangers including doors held open, eyes that meet in understanding, and simple smiles as we navigate our new lives from six feet (or more) apart.

—the tiny orchid that whispered Buy me this week when I made that last grocery trip for awhile. My daughter’s birthday is coming, and she doesn’t know it yet, (unless she happens to read it here), but her mom decided to buy that plant and nurture it in her honor throughout the coming days/weeks/months.

To end tonight—-

One of my granddaughters peered out across my yard of spent jonquils yesterday and looked at me in dismay. “Where did they all go, Loulou? All the flowers?” I explained how there is a season for everything. “They’ll come back” I answered.

Just like us, dear readers. Just like us. ❤️

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Friday’s Five—

A little different take this weekend~~~

Sometimes we take steps back and reevaluate.

We realize once again that we are not running one thing.

That space is an opportunity.

These past few days have reminded me that our regular lives don’t go away just because the world is in pandemic stage.

We still deal with daily concerns and problems , and then we look up to find that somehow a worldwide pandemic is in the mix.

What to do?

Well, I pray…but I am praying from afar, not in a church. Not for awhile. I know a lot of people see no benefit, but I have learned that prayer often changes things and people we may never know about. So, I pray.

I love…people who mean a lot to me are hopefully feeling my love for them from near and from thousands of miles away. Love is always a good choice.

I think…about so many scenarios. When that gets out of hand, I settle on the present. Make the brownies. Cook the soup. “Feed the people” has been my default for years. It does help because it keeps me busy and nourishes someone.

I rest…because we can only take so much in in a 24 hour period. I limit social media right now, and give myself quiet time. Oh, I’m still scrolling…just not constantly. I’ve learned I must disconnect from drama and do something else.

I hope…because that keeps the wheels turning. One day, this will be memory. Until then, watch for glimmers of light in the shadows.


Since I missed last week’s post, here are a few extra joys/really good things to think about as we navigate this new world:

children who ask to snuggle

poetry books with underlined passages

music on an old school record player


letters in mailboxes

Take care, dear readers. I’m going to keep deciding to look for the light. I hope you’ll join me here for a respite from the chaos when you can. 🌟

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Friday’s Five

Tonight I saw a lady wearing a blood donor hoodie. I said “Thanks a lot” and we had a sweet conversation. Someone like her saved my life one day, decades ago. It felt so good to say thank you…and if you are a blood donor: thank you. I’ll always cherish every day…bad or not. Another chance.

We get a bonus day tomorrow, friends! What are you going to do with it? Leap Year Day gets a place on the list tonight. I plan to sleep without an alarm clock. Little blessings!

Grandchildren picking jonquils. Double sunshine moments.

And sunshine…we’ve had a couple days of that miracle drug. It really is amazing how our beautiful sun can heal so much in us. 🌞

An author’s words to me in conversation tonight: “Writing is really so much craft. We have to practice it.” Thanks Jerry Mitchell. Noted.

So many moments of encouragement and motivation and inspiration this week. Interestingly, a lot of it came from folks I’ll likely never see again. Never underestimate the power of your light. Like the sun, we need it. And you. Keep shining.