Walking through the meadow, I could smell the wild lilies. This was remarkable considering I know little to nothing about gardening and flowers. But I do recognize the difference between a rose and a lily (most of the time). Fragrance always triggers memories for me as much as hearing a song from the past. Especially Rock from the 60s and 70s like the ones played in What memories are triggered when you hear these songs?
Today was a day of reflections and my walk in the quiet country was what this Type A gal needed. The potent smell of lillies took me back to the most beautiful wedding I ever witnessed - my daughter's.
As mothers everywhere, we hope and certainly pray that our children will make us proud, and I am no exception. What surprised and blessed me was how incredible my daughter turned out.
Watching her grow up and mature into a beautiful woman and mother, I am awed by her wisdom and trust I had a little something to do with that. As a mom, you will relate to my heart-warming letter in Dear Daughter, Why Did You Turn Out this Way?
Continuing my walk I reflected on my life and the major turn it has taken these past few months. For years, I was a charter member of the club for people who had low self-esteem or poor self-image yet could hide it well. So well, in fact, no one ever guessed what had happened in my life, tainted by abuse,
Today was a day of reflections and my walk in the quiet country was what this Type A gal needed. The potent smell of lillies took me back to the most beautiful wedding I ever witnessed - my daughter's.
As mothers everywhere, we hope and certainly pray that our children will make us proud, and I am no exception. What surprised and blessed me was how incredible my daughter turned out.
Watching her grow up and mature into a beautiful woman and mother, I am awed by her wisdom and trust I had a little something to do with that. As a mom, you will relate to my heart-warming letter in Dear Daughter, Why Did You Turn Out this Way?
Continuing my walk I reflected on my life and the major turn it has taken these past few months. For years, I was a charter member of the club for people who had low self-esteem or poor self-image yet could hide it well. So well, in fact, no one ever guessed what had happened in my life, tainted by abuse,