185.00 will be donated to doctors without borders
thank you all SO very much
dear january, we love you but, it's time to show you who's boss! my friends and i are posting the simple things in life, that we appreciate. we will weave our words with love, gratefulness, meaning and spunk.
no matter how big or small, we will bring light with the simple things.
hey everyone, please leave a comment (with your blog link) so the bloggers can visit one another for our simple things. if your blog name leads to your blog, that's cool too. even if you aren't playing along or don't have a blog, come on and say hello. for each blog that participates, my family will donate $1.00, to doctors without borders.
up to 250.00
have fun and thank you from the bottom of my heart
the simple things that make my soul sing
red rain boots splashing in the rain
dancing with my husband
mixed matched chairs at a table where...
bills are written
meals are eaten
prayers are said
a roof over our heads
a warm bed
the sound of a cello
pink roses as a bookmark in the book of Daniel
muddy puppy footprints
reading fairy tales
a pot of red bean and rice on the stove
the smell of anise
old comfy pajamas
the coo of a baby
poetry filled with...
fields of flowers
warm milk and honey before falling asleep
rain on a tin roof~ hello jamaica
never will watching a bird soar get old to me
reaching my palms toward the sky by the sea
as if to say
im *still* standing
telling a friend i have never met before...
i will be the one wearing the red mittens
feta and olives
a warm baguette of bread shared in the park
wine in old jelly jars
drug store cosmetics
remembering her words...
"look up baby He can't see your face if your always looking down"
finding a way
when you didn't think there was a way
sunday drives down old country roads
looking into the eyes of my children
meeting nice people
the hum of the heater
that old library smell
miss watson telling me to tell my mother something
"you ear me naw?"
tea kettles whistling
hope that swirls promises of spring
finding out we are are stronger than we knew
that our fallen brothers and sisters of haiti are enveloped in His love
and greeted by angels with warm wings
may you walk the streets of gold and never be forgotten
mwen renmen ou haiti