Tuesday, July 16, 2013
Today I woke up thinking about all my blessings and how each and everyone of you is counted in them. I never knew how good I would feel when Momma finally took the leap and moved to Blogville.... that after the movers left and we got the house in order you all would be standing by our door bearing gifts of friendship and treats! Long, after Mag's, I and Gussie have chowed down on the treats, the friendship still shines each day.
We have had so many fun experiences with you guys, and some sad ones also. Blogville is alot like life ONLY more accepting of our differences, and more focused on our goodness. When I think of helping out each other in times of sadness or worry I picture a long line of furkids standing there sandbagging that wall while the river gets higher. We just keep working together, and building that wall of strength, and we do it with patience, and love and teamwork AND when someone gets to tired, well another one steps up in their place. After Sammer and Trudie went to the Bridge I was very depressed and very sad. My mom sat me down one day and told me that blessings come in very different packages, and sometimes are hard to recognize. Sometimes we don't even see them with our very own eyes, but if we listen and feel, our heart will show us the way. Of course, she was referring to Margaret, and I do believe in this case, MY MOM may have been wrong, or on the down side of a wine glass..but in either case....I understand what she is telling me AND I WILL ALWAYS SEE YOU AS MY BLESSINGS.