Journaling on…

It’s Saturday! Just wanted to drop in and say hello and good morning. I am sure the day will fly! I am busy working in my Etsy shop today. I love working with old papers. When I had the retail shop, Sidetracked, I realized again how much I love old books and paper. Anyway, all this paper makes me so happy.

Here are a few pictures, old and new, for you to enjoy. I am loving looking back on old pictures. My children and I are all healing from everything we’ve been through. (It takes a long time.)  I love my babies so much, and to me they will always be my babies! I am the only one, actually, who can get away with calling my big man Daniel, “Pooh Bear.” You know he loves it.

But, uh, does he look like a Pooh Bear?

This man loves to fish!

As a side note, and this may break your heart like it broke mine, the beautiful old house where I raised my babies, it was so neglected during the 7 years after I left, it had to be destroyed by the new owners. There is a new house where the old one was. I won’t go into details, of course, because the high road is a safe place to walk, but suffice it to say that the house is a pretty good picture of the way the kids and I were cared for, in my humble opinion. I take from that place the wonderful memories of holding and rocking babies, rope swings, a glorious cottage garden that drew neighbors and strangers in, and lots of cooking, some tears, lots of prayers, and finally release.

On to other news…

Fairy garden.

Always try to have a little fairy dust in your life, including a tiny black cat in a tiny blue chair amid ferns and foliage.

Back in the day; sweet old living room.

Oh, remind me to tell you a ghost story about the old house! It is actually quite amazing.

Enjoy this day!


5 thoughts on “Journaling on…”

  1. Oh, my grandson really is a big and handsome man. That is some fish he caught! I remember that beautiful old living room. The old house may be gone but you still have all four of your sweet children. Love you Lynn. Mom

  2. I love seeing your old home because I first found your website when you were still there. Yes, your son is handsome and he caught such a large fish! When I was a child and saw someone who was a big-strapping-son with his mom….I used to wonder how she gave birth to him…ha….I was quite young! Well you will always have your children and your wonderful memories. Andrea

  3. I remember the pictures of the wild garden there, maybe some of that will survive? You will have always the memories of the little house. You and yours are creating new memories now…Love Terry

  4. Mama, isn’t he handsome? I just love that boy! Well, he’s my boy, though he’s quite grown!

    Andrea, yes, I sure remember. My children and I have been through so much. Sometimes I think it all needs to be told, but then I think it deserves to be put to a needed rest.

    Mamasmercantile, it’s good to hear from you! I want to get over to your blog and check out what’s up with you and your grand adventures! Ghost story coming up soon.

    Terry, yes! Actually, the garden sold the house, and was the glaring dichotomy for most interested parties who saw the obvious contrast of softness and harshness throughout the house. People said they could feel that spirit there as well. It is honestly sort of eerie. More to come on the old house.

    xoxo to all

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