kindness

Handwritten Letters

- robin

Last year, when I was going through my second treatment for breast cancer, I stared receiving notes and cards in the mail. (My daughter Lauren posted a need to cheer me up. Thank you Lars) It was wonderful, kind, distracting in the best way possible and I have saved every note that came to The Cottage.

I love receiving handwritten letters and I love to write notes and letters.

Yesterday, a friend of mine asked me a favor. Her Mother is feeling down and would I write her note? I am sorry that her Mom is struggling and I am beyond glad to write her a note or two. I put my friend’s mothers address in the address book this morning….now what will I write? Shall I send her a fat quarter (she is a quilter) a muffin recipe or a stunning quote from my favorite poet?

That is one thing about BLOG….it is typed not hand written. I pretend that I am writing a letter here every day about one event in the past tense . It is posted here for the world to see with no return address.

When I write real letters, there is always a return address…in fact I have the BEST stickers …..

Oh. And don’t forget the BEST pen.

Love you beyond the moon.

Me

Love Is…

- robin

I only write this blog for myself. It is my journal, my thoughts and my problems. The goal was for me only to post positive things. Lately, I have had a few difficulties to navigate.

During my days, things happen. You know the kind of things. Insulting, unkind things. Coming from people that you least expect it from and then there it is BAM! Typically, I shut down and go home, dealing with it myself by keeping busy and throwing myself into whatever ART project is on the easel.

The way I have been dealing with things makes me unhappy with myself. If someone has the gall to be insulting with me, do I have the right to be respond in kind?

Many years ago, my therapist told me, if you are going to tell someone something, make sure it makes at least one of you feel better. I am almost to that point.

Larry believes that rude behavior stems from bad manners and anger. Larry is wise, but since I am feeling bitchy today, I disagree. I believe it comes from disrespect and the need to bolster ego.

I love my life. My little life. I chose to stay at home and raise my daughters. Larry is the love of my life and our moments together are the best moments of the day. Just like anyone else, I have had major bumps in my life and I am a better person for them. I don’t want to disrespect anyone.

But, please don’t be unkind to anyone. {I am talking to me! You! Anyone who might be reading this} Being kind is an easy mindset. It is positive and caring. It is the right thing.

Thank you for listening.

Love you beyond the moon.

Me

Chocolate For Your Soul

- robin

 

In Paris, this year,

our picnic day was dreary and drizzly.

But, the Champagne was perfection

and

our lunch extraordinary.

But, I LOVE the Champagne bottle.

photo: The PERFECT Champagne bottle

Did I say LOVE?

The winery, said the bottle is the same

as they used  100 years ago.

How awesome is THAT?

I asked my  Larry if I could borrow the bottle

for the holidays.

Then he will remove the label for his wine book

after the new year.

Look for a photo of the bottle

as I plan to use it at one of our parties.

***

This holiday, I seem

to be having a problem with expectations.

Not mine, but other peoples.

It is the time of year when people

expect so much, while forgetting

how awful they were to you just months ago.

One of the things cancer taught me  was,

never waste your time on people

who do not care enough about you

to be kind.

Being kind is  easy and it feels so good….

It is like chocolate for your soul.

Today I will find a candle for the awesome champagne bottle,

and do something kind for someone….

{and I know who!}

Please enjoy your day.

Love you BEYOND the moon

Me

Perhaps I Can

- robin

It was a lovely weekend.

We worked around the house,

met  friends, Karen & John for dinner on Saturday

and

went to the country for dinner last night.

There was a 6 year old, a 4 year old and a 2 month old

{the 4 year old and the 2 month old are the

children of Lauren and Josh’s best friends}

at dinner.

I loved it.

I sat on the patio for hours,

enjoying the air,

the sounds of children,

delicious food

and

watching my family in the early autumn night.

I was very thankful.

Matilda held baby Salma.

***

This morning I hold Las Vegas in my heart and prayers.

After my wonderful  evening, last night,

I find it difficult to imagine such hate.

Where does a hard heart come from?

Today, perhaps I can do one kind thing

for someone who is angry or down or just needs a smile,

Love you beyond the moon.

Me