Monday, 31 August 2015

Princess Diana

Remembering Princess Diana 18 years after her death on this day in 1997.

Always we remember


Also in my heart so sad to hear of the passing of Dr. Wayne Dyer

When you dance,
your purpose is not to get to a certain place on the floor.
It's to enjoy each step along the way.
~Wayne Dyer
Quote as read on my sweet friend's blog
Delights of the Heart
Link on the sidebar

Where did the summer evaporate to?

Sunday, 30 August 2015

Soulful Sunday

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Be someone who listens.. and you will be heard
Be someone who cares.. and you will be loved
Be someone who gives.. and you will be blessed
Be someone who comforts.. and you shall know peace
Be someone who genuinely seeks to understand.. and you will be wise
Be someone who is kind.. be someone who is considerate..
...and you will be admired
Be someone who values truth.. and you will be respected
Be someone who takes action.. and you will move life forward
Be someone who lifts others higher.. and your life will be rich
Be someone who is filled with gratitude
...and there will be no end for which you’ll be thankful
Be someone who lives with joy and with purpose
Be someone who shines brightly
Be.. in every moment.. that special someone.. you were truly meant to be!!!
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Have the most beautifully blessed Sunday,sweetie pies

Loved watching the Movie The Immigrant
on Netflix
and also hooked on the series

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⋰ ⋮ ⋱ !.*´¯`.¸¸.☆
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I'd rather have one moment of wonderful than a lifetime of nothing special...
May your day be uplifted
filled with sunshine and warmth
the shining rainbows of hope
the white clouds of dreams
the gentle softness of breeze
the sweet smell of fresh air
May your day be uplifted
from start to end
filled with joy and happiness
untroubled and serene
May your day be uplifted
in all that you do!!!

Thursday, 27 August 2015

Happy Thursday

Happy  Thursday
Who else can believe how fast this summer has evaporated
before our very eyes and the month of August?

Have a fabulous Thursday

Saturday, 22 August 2015

Happy Birthday Greetings for my fabulous cousin Cheryl

Tomorrow is your birthday sweet love
August 23rd but you know me I am always early for everything
and celebrate you each and every day of the year

A blast from the past. A photograph sent to me by cousin Cheryl the two of us at Point Pelee. Always giggling and having fun........those were the days my friend I thought they'd never end.............♫ all begins and ends with family.

Cheryl I love you with all my heart♥

......♫ all begins and ends with family.

Cheryl I love you with all my heart♥

Music is sunshine.
Like sunshine, music is a powerful force 
that can instantly and almost chemically 
change your entire mood.
Music gives us new energy 
and a stronger sense of purpose.
~ Michael Franti ~
✿• (ˆ◡ˆ) •✿Warm Wishes and Sunshine Kisses✿• (ˆ◡ˆ)•✿

The secret of contentment is knowing how to enjoy what you have, and to be able to lose all desire for all things beyond your reach. 
~ Lin Yu-t’ang

May every day come wrapped in sunshine to warm you from the start
May every gentle hour unfold to bring peace to your heart
May every minute bring you the things you are most fondest of
And may you know that ALWAYS you are thought about with LOVE♥
Happy Birthday my precious one

Wishing you a love and joy filled day.


A tangerine and russet cascade of kaleidoscope leaves, create a tapestry of autumn magic
upon the emerald carpet of fading summer.
Judith A. Linberg

Try this stress relieving tip:
Blow out a candle & make a wish!
No need to wait for your birthday!
The simple act of releasing a wish with a deep exhale can make you feel lighter and more optimistic. Studies show that people who visualize or mediate on positive outcomes experience more peace in their daily lives. And don't be shocked if that wish comes true: Since the neurons in our brains equate imagery with action, one thing can lead to another.
Source: Purple Clover
As read on the John Tesh posting on Facebook

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♡¸.❀⁀⋱‿✿⁀⋱‿✿⁀⋱‿✿ Lσvє Always my darling

(¯`v´¯) (¯`v´¯) Walk Softly ☮`•.¸ʚįɞ 
☼•.¸❀✿`•.¸.•´¸.•ʚįɞ carry a warm smile:)
May you live a long life
Full of gladness and health,
With a pocket full of gold
As the least of you wealth.
May the dreams you hold dearest,
Be those which come true,
The kindness you spread,
Keep returning to you.~☮~Irish Blessing

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"To be fulfilled and happy on this planet of duality, of darkness and light, we must move toward the light of love. Daily."


The journey between what you once were
and who you are now becoming
is where the dance of life really takes place. 
~ Barbara DeAngelis ~

Wednesday, 19 August 2015

Heart to Heart

To my loved ones in China who may be celebrating The 

2015 Chinese Valentine's Day 

is on August 20, 2015 

Chinese Valentine's Day is on the 7th 

day of the 7th lunar month in the Chinese calendar. 

Therefore, it is also called Chinese Double Seven Festival.

 The formal name in Chinese is call double seven festival Qi-

Xi. seven Qi means seven. night Qi means night. Another 

name using in the Chinese history is The Daughter's 

Festival, which is the day for unmarried young girls looking 

for love.

From my heart to yours with lots of love

It's on August 20th but I am posting it today for the time 

change in China

Always in my heart, my thoughts and prayers

Monday, 17 August 2015

Memories are made of this

My sweet little Sister Sharon began her eternal life
30 years ago today.
She is the bottom right in the photograph

Home made biscotti from my dear friend Connie

Flowers on the balcony

Roses for my late Sister Sharon

I love flowers as  they are food for our souls.

Our hummingbirds cannot feed enough nectar. Soon they will begin their long migratory flight
some as far as Costa Rica

My 2 precious Sisters

Memories of Campbell Avenue and all my loved ones there
are golden treasures of my heart

I love this photograph
My Sweet Sister Sharon kissing Uncle Lloyd
both precious jewels in Heaven

Those you love remain forever in your heart

Logan's first full day of Nursery school in China

What every child wants to know is, “do your eyes light up when I walk in the room?” – Toni Morrison

Logan's first full day of Nursery school in China

Logan and his good friend ready for their first full day of Nursery School in China

Look at the transition from last year
2014 on the left 2015 on the right

Last year on the left this year on the right
Don't grow up too fast my sweet Prince

No matter how busy your day can be, the best use of your time should be with family. ~JB

Logan has that look where did the summer disappear to.
It's back to school time

What every child wants to know is, “do your eyes light up when I walk in the room?” – Toni Morrison

Live for moments that you cannot put into words

Saturday, 15 August 2015

Memories of 2014 My loving family visits us in Canada

Nona's meatballs
Ciao Bella


"Thank you for the good times; the days

you filled with pleasure. Thank you for
fond memories, and for feelings I’ll
always treasure."
~ Karl Fuchs ~
Photographs sent to us by our friends
of times shared at their home summer of 2014
Memories to treasure forever

What lives in our hearts
remains in our hearts♥
Tomatoes vibrant jewels of summer.
I love the Samsara music

Friday, 14 August 2015

Happy Friday

(ˆ◡ˆ)¸.•´✿¨`*•✿ (ˆ◡ˆ)¸.•´✿¨`*•✿(ˆ◡ˆ)
"I want to be like a sunflower;
so that even on the darkest days
I will stand tall and find the sunlight."
~ Unknown Author ~

“It's a bird of some sort. It's like a duck, only I never saw a duck have so many colors."
The bird swam swiftly and gracefully toward the Magic Isle, and as it drew nearer its gorgeously colored plumage astonished them. The feathers were of many hues of glistening greens and blues and purples, and it had a yellow head with a red plume, and pink, white and violet in its tail.”

― L. Frank Baum, The Magic of Oz

I love beautiful words

Keep a green tree in your heart
and a singing bird will come

Memories of Logan summer 2014

Live, laugh love and be happy

Logan will have an eye for photographs
as his Dad and Mom are excellent

Wednesday, 12 August 2015

9 Years Today My Beloved Mother has Been in Heaven

My beloved Mother taught me everything
except how to go on living without her

Treasured and adored in Heaven as you were on Earth.
There is not a moment where I am not thinking of you 
and missing  you with all of my heart♥

Your life was a blessing
Your memory a treasure
You are loved beyond words
And missed beyond measure

Always I remember
and cherish and adore you in Heaven as I did on earth

Your life was a blessing
Your memory a treasure
You are loved beyond words
And missed beyond measure

Though nothing can bring back the hour 
Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower; 
We will grieve not, rather find 

Strength in what remains behind; 185
In the primal sympathy 
Which having been must ever be; 
In the soothing thoughts that spring 
Out of human suffering; 
In the faith that looks through death, 190
In years that bring the philosophic mind.

 A mother is the truest friend we have, when trials heavy and sudden, fall upon us; when adversity takes the place of prosperity; when friends who rejoice with us in our sunshine desert us; when trouble thickens around us, still will she cling to us, and endeavor by her kind precepts and counsels to dissipate the clouds of darkness, and cause peace to return to our hearts. ~Washington Irving
 I cherish and adore you in Heaven as I did while you were here on earth. God bless you Mom until we meet again. I miss you more than words could ever, ever say.

First my Mother
Forever my friend

Nothing is ever lost to us as long as we remember them

“Goodbyes are only for those who love with their eyes. 
Because for those who love with heart and soul 
there is no such thing as separation.”~ Rumi

“Silently, one by one, in the infinite meadows of heaven,

Blossomed the lovely stars, the forget-me-nots of the angels.”

~ Henry Wadsworth Longfellow


When God set the world in place,
when He hung the stars up in space,
when He made the land and the sea,
then He made you and me.

He sat back and saw all that was good,
He saw things to be as they should.
Just one more blessing He had in store;
He created a mother, but whatever for?

He knew a mother would have a special place
to shine His reflection on her child's face.
A mother will walk the extra mile
just to see her children smile.
She'll work her fingers to the bone
to make a house into a home.

A mother is there to teach and guide,
a mother will stay right by your side.
She'll be there through your pain and strife,
she'll stay constant in your life.

A mother will lend a helping hand
until you have the strength to stand.
She'll pick you up when you are down,
when you need a friend she'll stick around.

A mother is one who listens well,
will keep her word; will never tell.

A mother never pokes or pries
but stands quietly by your side,
giving you the strength you need,
encouraging you to succeed.

A mother is one who can be strong
when you need someone to lean on.

You're more than a mother to me;
a reflection of Him in your face I see,
a love that knows no boundaries.

I'm glad that you chose to be
all this and more to me.
You share a love that knows no end,
you're more than my mother,
you are my friend.

~By Kari Keshmiry~

/.( “You know that place between `☆´¸.✫
\ { *.☆*.sleeping and awake, ¸.✫˚¯`☆
`-`☆.¸¸.•´☆That's where I'll always ✫.¸`★
`☆´¸.✫.¸thinking  of you.”`★`~J.M. Barrie..

Poem of Comfort

When somebody dies, a cloud turns into 

an angel, and flies up to tell God 

to put another flower on a pillow. 

A bird gives the message back to 

the world, and sings a silent prayer 

that makes the rain cry. People dis- 

appear, but they never really go away. 

The spirits up there put the sun to 

bed, wake up grass, and spin the 

earth in dizzy circles. Sometimes you 

can see them dancing in a cloud during 

the day-time, when they're supposed 

to be sleeping. They paint the rain- 

bows and also the sunsets and make 

waves splash and tug at the tide. 

They toss shooting stars and listen to 

wishes. And when they sing wind- 

songs, they whisper to us, don't 

miss me too much. The view is nice 

and I'm doing just fine. 

~Author of this unknown to me


is a way of holding onto the things

you love,

the things 

you are,

the things

you never want to lose

~From the television show 'The Wonder Years'~ 

In my heart forever precious Mom

I think of thee when soft and wide
The evening spreads her robes
of light.
And like a young and timid bride
Sits blushing in the arms of night.
And when the moon's sweet
crescent springs
It's light o'er heaven's deep
waveless sea,
And stars are forth like
blessed things,
I think of thee! I think of thee!

- Anonymous

.If flowers grow in heaven Lord, then pick a bunch for me, place them in my Mom's arms and tell her they're from me. Tell her that I love and miss her, and when she turns to smile, place a kiss on her cheek and hold her for a while. 


At the rising of the sun and at its going down
 We remember them.

At the blowing of the wind and in the chill of winter
 We remember them.

At the opening of the buds and in the rebirth of spring
 We remember them.

At the blueness of the skies and in the warmth of summer
 We remember them.

At the rustling of the leaves and in the beauty of autumn
 We remember them.

At the beginning of the year and when it ends
 We remember them.

As long as we live, they too will live, for they are now a part of us as
 We remember them.

When we are weary and in need of strength
 We remember them.

When we are lost and sick at heart
 We remember them.

When we have joy we crave to share
 We remember them.

When we have decisions that are difficult to make
 We remember them.

When we have achievements that are based on theirs
 We remember them.

As long as we live, they too will live, for they are now a part of us as
 We remember them.

To my beloved Mother,
May every tear that has ever fallen from your tired eyes become a river for you in Paradise.

"Let the wounds of your heart teach you... until you release the experience and emerge carrying wisdom to help others." (Susanna Maida)

 If there be one thing pure, where all beside is sullied, and that can endure when all else passes away — if aught surpassing human deed or word or thought, it is a mother's love.
~Marchioness de Spadara
Mom with her Grandfather

"As long as we have Memories,
yesterday remains.
As long as we have Hope,
tomorrow waits.
As long as we have Love,
today is beautiful.
~ Author Unknown ~
Sometimes you have to accept the fact that certain things will never go back to how they used to be. Life goes on. 
― Author Unknown
But it is never ever the same

In the external scheme of things, 
shining moments are as brief as the twinkling 
of an eye, yet such twinklings are what eternity 
is made of -- moments when we human beings can say 
"I love you," "I'm proud of you," "I forgive you," 
"I'm grateful for you." That's what eternity is made of: 
invisible imperishable good stuff.”~Fred Rogers

We never really get over devastating loss. 
In the thick of it, we almost stop breathing; 
sometimes even wishing we could. 
And we know deep within that we will never be the same. 
Yet, one day we feel the sun on our face again. 
We find ourselves smiling at a child or a joke or a memory.
And at that moment, we realize we are finding our way back.
Changed forever? Yes.
But also softer, deeper, more vulnerable and more loving too.
And we are breathing again.
¨`*•★ Paul S Boynton

Mom's Journey ...

The young mother set her foot on the path of life.
"Is this the long way?"
she asked.

And the guide said, "Yes, and the way is hard.
And you will be old before you reach the end of it.
But the end will be better than the beginning.

But the young mother was happy,
and she would not believe that anything could be better than these years.
So she played with her children, she fed them, and bathed them,
and taught them to tie their shoelaces and ride a bike
and do their homework and brush their teeth.

The sun shone on them, and the young mother cried,
"Nothing will ever be lovelier than this."
Then the nights came, and the storms,
and the path was sometimes dark, and the children shook with fear and cold,
and the mother drew them close and covered them with her arms,
and the children said,
"Mother, we are not afraid for you are near,
and no harm can come."

And the morning came, and there was a hill ahead,
and the children climbed and grew weary,
and the mother was weary too.
But at all times she said to the children,
"A little patience and we are there."
So the children climbed, and as they climbed,
they learned to weather the storms.
And with this, she gave them strength to face the world.

Year after year, she showed them compassion, understanding,
hope, but most of all...unconditional love.
And when they reached
the top they said, "Mother, we could not have done it without you."

The days went on, and the weeks and the months and the years,
and the mother grew old and she became little and bent.
But her children were tall and strong, and walked with courage.
And the mother, when she lay down at night looked up at the stars
and said, "This is a better day than the last, for my children have
learned so much and are now passing these traits on to their children."

And when the way became rough for her,
they lifted her and gave her their strength,
just as she had given them hers.
One day they came to a hill,
and beyond the hill, they could see a shining road
and golden gates flung open.
And the mother said, "I have reached the end of my journey.
And now I know that the end is better than the beginning,
for my children can walk with dignity and pride,
with their heads held high, and so can their children after them."

And the children said,
"You will always walk with us, Mother,
even when you have gone through the gates."

And they stood and watched her as she went on alone,
and the gates closed after her.
And they said,
"We cannot see her, but she is with us still.
A mother like ours is more than a memory.
She is a living presence."

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(¸.•´*(¸.•´*(.¸. •*Your Mother is always with you.

She's the whisper of the leaves as you walk down the street. 

She's the smell of certain food you remember, flowers you pick, the fragrance of life itself.

She's the cool hand on your brow when you are not feeling well.

She's your breath in the air on a cold winter day.

She's the sound of the rain that lulls you to sleep, the colors of a rainbow; she is Christmas morning.

Your Mothers lives inside your laughter.

She is the place you come from, your first home, and she's the map your follow with every step you take.

She's your first Love, your first Friend, even your first enemy, but not on earth can separate your not time, not space...not even death.
~ Unknown