Fiftyyyy sssseven.
Wowsers!
Closer now to the big six –o than the big five-o, with a steady
push forward to the finish line. No time outs to stop the clock, and no replays.
It is enough to make a person shudder and shiver at the
thought, but, and that right there is one of my favorite little words, but, the
flip side of the perspective sends the chills away like a fur coat in a Chicago
winter. I actually know what a fur coat in a Chicago winter feels like and
nothing warms better!
No need for fur coats
here in Florida, but (there’s that little word again that seems to always be
offering an escape!), when stark realities like fifty seven birthdays threaten
to chill to the bone, I get to wrap up and snuggle into some even more
astonishing realities, like beauty of surroundings and the best gift anyone can
ever be given, loved ones. Together it is all I need to keep toasty.
Speaking of toast,
Let me propose one;
to the keeper of the stars who holds all the universe, even
me in my little world, in His caring hands,
to the Lily of the Valley who blankets my little world with
beauty for every sense,
to the Wonderful Counselor, Father to the fatherless, friend
to the friendless, Healer and Creator who reworks the ash remains of a dinged
up discarded disaster to something new and shiny and beautiful,
Thank You.
The turn from fifty six to fifty seven, looks sunny and
warm.
The Lord is my shepherd; I
have all that I need. Psalm 23:1
You are blessed! Good to see you post! Happy Birthday!!
ReplyDeleteThankyou Rhonda! It is good to hear from you, and see your beautiful work keeping you very busy! It's always a treat to poke around your blog ;)
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