A letter to my dog...

I took Sadie for a walk after her "accident" today (she pottied on the floor). I noticed that her tail is almost all white now (it used to be a ginger color). She's near 11 years old but she is still a sweet puppy to me. I wrote to the website, A Letter to my Dog, back in 2013 about Sadie.

http://www.alettertomydog.com/2013/05/dear-sadie-2/

My love for you...

My love for you is not a mushy, gushy, romantic comedy thing.

It is a love of endurance.  A strong love with an eternal bond.

I love you like the like the clouds love the sky. I adore you.

You have a place in my soul, where only you and God reside.

 You were my past, you are my present and you are my future.

You will be, my dearest, always in my heart.

Vibrant colors...

I see the world in vibrant colors.

Red, blue, yellow, purple and green.

Together these colors form a cohesive whole.
Perhaps one day you will see them too.

My neighbor sings...

Every night at exactly 8:00 pm my neighbor sings an aria. He is terribly off key yet he sings as if he is Pavorotti. At first it bothered me, but I've gotten to where I sort of love it.

She realized...

She realized that her love for him was like rain.

At times It spilled down from above and would encompass her.

At times the rain rushed down on her like a torrential downpour.

She realized that her love for him was like rain.

I have never met a strong person...

I have never met a strong person who hasn't encountered trials in life. These trials don't define you.  They refine you.

The reason...

The reason we have struggles in life is that when we get to the other side we are grateful for making it through. It’s like when we catch a bug and have a fever for days.  Suddenly the fever breaks and we begin to feel better. It’s then that we realize how good it feels to be well.   

Travel...

I’ve always had this wanderlust; this need to travel. Throughout my journeys I’ve come to realize that despite cultural differences, despite different religions, despite contrasting life experiences, we all want the same things:  safety and  a connection to friends and family.  No matter where we live or the circumstances in which we find ourselves, when it comes down to it, we all are inherently similar. When we travel and meet people who we perceive are different than us, we ultimately realize this: we are all part of the same humanity.

Happy Birthday, America!

Happy Birthday, America! We may not be perfect, yet we are the only country in the world that was founded on basic freedoms for all citizens.

A gilded cage...

You may choose to live your life in a gilded cage, but the reality is, it still remains just that, a cage.

An embarrassment of riches…

I was reading a novel yesterday and the protagonist described his life in this way: “I have an embarrassment of riches.” 

Webster’s dictionary defines this as “Too much or more than enough of a desired or needed thing.” Lately I’ve been thinking about this phrase and what it means in relation to my life. Some people may refer to it as blessings. Some may view it in a monetary way; meaning having an abundance of money and having expensive things. 

I think, for me, I do have this thing which is referred to as an embarrassment of riches. I realized that I have a life well lived: some good family; some good friends; some good work; some good travel; some good food and drink; some peace and some happiness. In a word, an embarrassment of riches.