Tag Archives: memories

Creating Memories

Posted on by

Re-blogged from Wordsmith’s Desk

Butch Dean's avatarWordsmith's Desk

Each day of our lives, we are creating memories for tomorrow. In the daily routine, we don’t often look at it this way. More times than not, we don’t see it until it’s too late; a memory that you’d just as soon forget has been made.

We live our lives together each day, acting and interacting in each other’s lives. Then comes a day when one or the other is no longer here. Death has taken someone from our lives. The memories are as good as their going to get and there will be no more.

Maybe a bad memory was made, but now it’s too late to erase it with apologies and amends. Death has sealed forever a lifetime of memories. We live with what we created…we reap what we sow…we regret the rest of our life, a memory we could have changed, but didn’t.

Memories are all that…

View original post 25 more words

Happy Weekend Anyway

Posted on by

After attending a cousin’s funeral yesterday, I wondered how many of the people who also attended would enjoy a happy weekend. It came to me that because my cousin, until her Alzheimer journey, had been such a happy, upbeat person , no matter what touched her life, she still managed a smile. Was it always a happy smile? Maybe not, but even after attending her funeral, remembering her beautiful smile makes me happy anyway.

☀️Happy Sunday Fellow Pinners ☀️:

 

A Map for a Muse

Posted on by

Cc

Breakfast in Italy, lunch in Austria, dinner in Bavaria…three meals in one day, in three different countries…it was a trip of a lifetime.

In October 2004, my youngest daughter who lives in the Channel Islands was running a marathon in Venice. We began our journey in Jersey, traveled by ferry to Saint Malo, France, and on to Venice where Lynn completed her marathon in less than four hours, which was her goal. Our travels included the Italian and Swiss Alps and a tour of Neuschwanstein Castle in Bavaria. .Everyone except me ventured onto the Marion Bridge. For one thing it was too high, and being a suspension bridge there was too much swaying for my liking. I stayed behind and hugged a tree.

In Paris we of course went up the Eiffel Tower, visited the Louvre Museum, Notre Dame Cathedral and strolled the Champs-Elysees.

The final stop on our tour was Normandy Landing Beaches. I felt a mixture of sadness and triumph as the story of that era was unveiled during our brief stop there.

My son-in-law, Brian, provided the following map, which I have chosen for Day Seventeen in the #everydayinspiration assignment, “A Map as Your Muse”.  The purple outline shows our route. This assignment brought back many wonderful memories and I am happy to relive them.

scan0003

A Letter to the Me I Used to Be

Posted on by

Dear You:

By “you” I mean the me I used to be. I miss you…I mean, really miss you. I miss your energy, stamina, strength. I miss the loves you shared and what those loves encompassed; caring, sharing, camaraderie, hugging, kissing, loving, walking, talking; in fact, just being together.

Do you remember those wonderful years of dancing, romancing, cottaging, boating, traveling…remember breakfast in bed? Of course you do or this letter would not be taking shape.

The years of motherhood and entrepreneurship were so time consuming and fulfilling…so satisfying and all encompassing.

The me I used to be no longer exists…instead, another me has emerged; quieter, more patient, slower in movement and thought; still gregarious but less so; more spiritual, maybe more thoughtful; still have the love, but no one to share it with.

And so, it is with fond remembrance that I write to you, to tell you that I appreciate all that you were, and will never really say goodbye to…

The Me I Used To Be

My Heart Will Go On

Posted on by

“My Heart Will Go On” is the song from the movie, Titanic, that won James Horner an Oscar. And now he is gone…killed in a plane crash on June 22nd, at age sixty-one. But his heart will go on in all the music this brilliant composer has left behind.

On the weekend we were saddened by the deaths of two more of our church members. But I have no doubt that their hearts will go on in the memories of the loved ones they have left behind…hearts that knew and shared love…hearts that measured countless beats over a lifetime.

I remember being at a funeral years ago for a young woman who died too early in life from a brain tumor. She had requested that a song be dedicated to her family at the end of the service. The words were from the song “You’ve Got a Friend” and were heard softly in the hushed room. “Just call out my name, and you know where ever I am I’ll come running to see you again…”

You can be sure that that young woman’s heart will go on forever in the hearts of her family and friends.

So, if you are grieving, whether from a past or recent loss, I hope you can hear your loved one’s words…”my heart will go on”…and take heart.

 

 

Nostalgia Ends the Day

Posted on by

It is said we should not live in the past, but I spent a few hours last night doing just that.

I tuned into a TV program, Jukebox Oldies, and was swept away into so many parts of my past, it was incredible.

Each song had its own place in my heart and life. Each emotion was as real in this time as it was in the years of my youth and young adulthood.

Paul Anka, Patti Page, Pat Boone and a host of other popular artists from the past put the finishing touches on an already perfect day…my 78th birthday. (There you go, Christine!)

Did I have a happy birthday? Indeed I did, and that bout of nostalgia was a welcome end to the day.

What has been will be again….Ecclesiastes 1:9

 

 

 

 

 

Gratefully Yours (Day Five)

Posted on by

This ends my five days of gratitude posts. Today I am grateful for:

my many blessings

unwavering faith

good health

life’s memories

a black and white animal in my garage that turned out to be a cat and not a skunk!

Hopefully, I will continue to express gratefulness in my life on a daily basis instead of taking everything for granted. Prayer time would be a good time for that, now wouldn’t it? That’s another thing I’m grateful for.

 

 

 

 

 

A Pastor’s Response

Posted on by

My Precious Life, my book, has received many positive and promising reviews, and this one, which landed in my Inbox yesterday, is among the most encouraging.

The writer of this message can be found in Chapter 23, page 89, of My Precious Life. He is mentioned in only one sentence, and yet that sentence seems to have moved him to this response.

Lawrence Crews is Senior Pastor at Calvary Community Church in Barrie, Ontario, and has given me permission to share his words.

This then, is a Pastor’s response: 

Today at 10:49 AM
Dear Mrs Boyes,
Thank you so much.
I just finished reading your beautiful book. I am deeply moved. I feel honoured.
I am blessed. I am encouraged. I am chosen.
Tears flow down my face as I write. I am truly amazed at the love and care of our God toward you, toward me, toward each of our loved ones and so many others as well.
God’s grace, peace and kindness have again leapt into my heart – this time from the pages of your book. Thank you.
Your old brown Toyota will always hold a special place of memory in my heart. December 18, 1977. My life changed forever that evening at Scarborough Gospel Temple. Jesus Christ sought me. Thank God I was found by him.
How could I have known the rich heritage of God moving in your life? Thank you for being willing and obedient to write.
I am in awe. I am comforted. If God is for us then who can be against us?
Thank you for sharing your precious life so beautifully with pen and paper. I know you now a thousand times more than ever before. My life is that much the richer.
You will be delighted to know…
I woke early this morning and was able to get a good start on the day. I treated myself to breakfast and your book at a quiet, local greasy spoon. It’s a great way for me to read without interruption.
Out of the blue the waitress asked, “What book are you reading?”
Instantly I knew God was at work-again. I shared with her about December 18 and how my life changed that night forever.
She curiously asked me some more questions about the book. I asked her if she would like to read it. 🙂
I’m leaving it with her now.
Thirty-seven years later, I’m humbled and thankful to know that God still speaks to us and through us even today.
With deepest respect, honour and thanks,

Lawrence 😎

It is with a thankful heart that I share this glowing tribute to My Precious Life, the book, which, through Jeremiah 30:2, God prompted me to write.