Hello, friends.
My heart is heavy as I remember the fatalities of 911. It's hard to believe it has been five
years already. If you know of anyone that was affected by 911, reach out to them this week
with understanding and compassion as it could have been yours or my family lost on that
dreadful day. I hope you can say a special prayer for those families that still are so heavy with the burden of loss.
Ami-Tea
This is my prayer for peace, for a world in divine harmony.
A world that knows no war. To do this, I bring myself to a
peaceful place. I go within and know that God is all there is,
and I am one with this divine tranquility. I pray that everyone
joins me in this sacred space of amity. For this is the place where
peace begins-this powerful, productive and potent place within.
From here we see only our similarities and parity and know only
our good. I accept good, embody good, live for good, and do only
good. As I know peace, I know it begins with me. I give thanks
and abide by the Golden Rule, the code of amity that knows no
enemy. I put aside and I go inside. I release and I relent. I forgive
and I repent. I let go and I let God. I give in and I get God. And
so it is, and so I am, and so we are, in peace. Amen.
Please feel free to add any prayers or thoughts you may have for
our nation and those who have lost so much for our nation.
Lady Caroline
Saturday, September 09, 2006
Monday, September 04, 2006
Remembering:
About a month ago I made a trip to visit one of my older sisters. We talked and remembered our younger years and filled in many blanks with the information each other had. It was so fulfilling.
Around her house were many things that belonged to my parents, it brought back our growing up years. There was just something about it that brought warmth and even security in the visit.
She had lived in her new house for nine years and I am ashamed to say had never visited it
before. Our time together was long over due and I didn't want to go another year without
reconnecting. She was going to be 70 the next week.
During our visit, one of the things I had told her was that I wanted to start looking for some
old aprons. I asked her if she had any of our mother's but she did not. They had gone by
the ways side through the years. Later after returning home, I received a package from her
with a Christmas apron she had found that she used to wear when I was a child. I remember
seeing her wear it in her early years of marriage (we are 15 years apart). Oh, what a joy and precious gift that was. Better than new furniture, or a new house.
Do you remember the aprons our mother's or perhaps you wore?
My mother- in- law sent me an article on aprons that I just have to share with you. What are
your fond memories of childhood?
Aprons
I don't think our kids know what an apron is. The principal use of Grandma's apron was to protect the dress underneath, but along with that, it served as a potholder for removing hot pans from the oven.
It was wonderful for drying children's tears, and on occasion was even used for cleaning out dirty ears.
From the chicken coop, the apron was used for carrying eggs, fussy chicks, and sometimes half-hatched eggs to be finished in the warming oven.
When company came, those aprons were ideal hiding places for shy kids when the weather was cold, grandma wrapped it around her arms.Those big old aprons wiped many a perspiring brow, bent over the hot wood stove.
Chips and kindling wood were brought into the kitchen in that apron.
From the garden, it carried all sorts of vegetables.
After the peas had been shelled, it carried out the hulls.
In the fall, the apron was used to bring in apples that had fallen from the trees.
When unexpected company drove up the road, it was surprising how much furniture that old apron could dust in a matter of seconds.
When dinner was ready, Grandma walked out onto the porch, waved her apron, and the men knew it was time to come in from the fields to dinner.
It will be a long time before someone invents something that will replace that "old-time apron" that served so many purposes. Send this to those who would know, and love the story about Grandma's aprons.
REMEMBER: Grandma used to set her hot baked apple pies on the window sill to cool.Her granddaughters set theirs on the window sill to thaw.
Lady Caroline
About a month ago I made a trip to visit one of my older sisters. We talked and remembered our younger years and filled in many blanks with the information each other had. It was so fulfilling.
Around her house were many things that belonged to my parents, it brought back our growing up years. There was just something about it that brought warmth and even security in the visit.
She had lived in her new house for nine years and I am ashamed to say had never visited it
before. Our time together was long over due and I didn't want to go another year without
reconnecting. She was going to be 70 the next week.
During our visit, one of the things I had told her was that I wanted to start looking for some
old aprons. I asked her if she had any of our mother's but she did not. They had gone by
the ways side through the years. Later after returning home, I received a package from her
with a Christmas apron she had found that she used to wear when I was a child. I remember
seeing her wear it in her early years of marriage (we are 15 years apart). Oh, what a joy and precious gift that was. Better than new furniture, or a new house.
Do you remember the aprons our mother's or perhaps you wore?
My mother- in- law sent me an article on aprons that I just have to share with you. What are
your fond memories of childhood?
Aprons
I don't think our kids know what an apron is. The principal use of Grandma's apron was to protect the dress underneath, but along with that, it served as a potholder for removing hot pans from the oven.
It was wonderful for drying children's tears, and on occasion was even used for cleaning out dirty ears.
From the chicken coop, the apron was used for carrying eggs, fussy chicks, and sometimes half-hatched eggs to be finished in the warming oven.
When company came, those aprons were ideal hiding places for shy kids when the weather was cold, grandma wrapped it around her arms.Those big old aprons wiped many a perspiring brow, bent over the hot wood stove.
Chips and kindling wood were brought into the kitchen in that apron.
From the garden, it carried all sorts of vegetables.
After the peas had been shelled, it carried out the hulls.
In the fall, the apron was used to bring in apples that had fallen from the trees.
When unexpected company drove up the road, it was surprising how much furniture that old apron could dust in a matter of seconds.
When dinner was ready, Grandma walked out onto the porch, waved her apron, and the men knew it was time to come in from the fields to dinner.
It will be a long time before someone invents something that will replace that "old-time apron" that served so many purposes. Send this to those who would know, and love the story about Grandma's aprons.
REMEMBER: Grandma used to set her hot baked apple pies on the window sill to cool.Her granddaughters set theirs on the window sill to thaw.
Lady Caroline
