Why does it take an accident/event/incident/situation for us to appreciate the things that really mean to us? Why does this have to happen for us to take a step back and say 'whooaaa... hold on a minute'

I am going to hold my child a little longer and spend more time holding my husband's hand.

Be pleasant until ten o'clock in the morning and the rest of the day will take care of itself. ~Elbert Hubbard~

 

 

Friendship is like a book. It takes few seconds to burn, but it takes years to write.


My book story - I finished readingsome; a few books are kept on the shelf as I know I'll read them again later on and that it is good to know that the books are there. Some books are just not meant to be read.. some not worth reading, some not worth saving... some are just better left in the bookshop.. then there are classics worth reading again and again.. a few favourite ones :)

What is your book story like?

The book of life?

Is there such a book, with a manual on how to deal and cope with with various situations and events in life? If there is, I doubt it I would buy it. I like the idea of writing my own book of life. Basing it on joy, love and happiness, it would never have a final chapter.

Commitment

It still amazes me what makes me happy are the small little things one takes for granted.. and moves me to tears. Like this wonderful sunrise taken at a place I call my sanctuary in Scotland. 

They say a journey begins with a single step. I cant really remember when the step took place, but I remember the day I made a commitment to myself. That I will listen to ME. I will fill my soul with music yet be able to hear what it wants to say to me. What the hearts wants me to know. Deep inside, I know what my dreams are. I know its desires and I've honoured it.