The contractors have been busy working on the upstairs bathroom renovation for the past month. This pile of sand was outside and I noticed the heart when I was leaving one morning. They are hoping to finish by the end of 2013.
It will be so nice to have all new plumbing and fixtures and finishes.
This week I am throwing back to one of our first "family" Christmas photos. Duke and Armani... they were our kids until Nina came along.Duke took a liking to Jingle Bear and it eventually became his toy.
The following year, Nina was part of our family - wasn't she the cutest? We had lost Armani to a hit and run, Jingle Bear lost his hat and scarf and became Duke's pacifier.
At the beginning of 2013 I heard these words during Mass and I decided to say these 3 words during times of struggle. There is always something to be thankful for and this year I have really tried to practice gratitude. Practicing Gratitude can really change the way you look at life and help to get through each day.
This is a throwback to 1985 when my College roommate Heather and her boyfriend John came to visit us. We had gone to Niagara Falls for the day and we saw this sign. John was from the Bronx and absolutely loved New York's Burroughs. When we saw this sign we knew we had to have a picture of him under it as he really thought he was New York's gift to the world. It was 21 years ago this week that Heather died from AIDS given to her by John, who had died a few years before her. A tragic love affair to say the least. I think about her often, especially this time of year. So call a friend today.. just to say hi and hear their voice... I so wish I could hear her voice again and we could sit and laugh for hours about stupid stuff and silly joke books and walk to get a slice of pizza.
Dante and I were on a quest for the perfect holiday costume and I found this heart in the elevator of the parking structure. It is a bit blurry but elevators are not always know for the best lighting.
He found this costume from the Morph Costume Co... digital dudz. You download an app and you can have a beating heart or maggots or snakes. Dante cut his shirt and did the blood spatter himself. I guess it could be consider another heart find but just a bit different than his Mom's usual post! We had a great Halloween night. He had some friends sleep over and play dungeons and dragons and watch Back to the Future as they had the today off from school.
Last weekend I was invited to a beautiful ranch in Rancho Santa Fe, California for my Cousin's 50th Birthday. We also went to look at the beautiful piece of property they own and have plans to build a ranch.
You know MB... always looking for hearts.
I found this one in the middle of the picture, but I also see a heart at the top edge of the lighter colored rock at the top right of the picture. Do you see it?
We had fun picking Lemons and Kumquats from their trees and then I spotted this heart just before we left.
I had a great weekend catching up with my cousins and finding these rocks for this week's I heArt Fridays post.
My Throwback Thursday for this week is Nina as a pea pod at 4 months old with our smiling "volpini" pumpkin. It actually snowed that year on Halloween. She was such a trooper as her Mom propped her on the pumpkin for the photo!
I grew up in an alcoholic home. I never really felt safe and
I was not protected by those who were “supposed” to love me. I did not reveal a lot about my true self
until I entered therapy in the 30’s. The secrets came out, well most of them
and I could start to heal. I was able to share my true story and be authentic in
small groups and one on one when I felt safe that they could handle the
My then husband started this blog for me in 2008. I tried to
be authentic and honest, but there was still so much that I could not share.
Fear stopped me. I guess it was easier and safer for me to tell my story through
my art. I have so many blog posts that race through my head, but then the fear
stops me again. Will someone read it and not like my art, or will I lose my
job, or think I am a bad Mother. It is so much harder to feel safe in the world
wide web, once the information or post is out. It . is . out and you have no
control who reads it.
We hear so much about authenticity and that is what people
want. BUT do they really want that, the good the bad and the ugly or do they want
life tied up with a pretty bow? Positive Polly. The goal of my blog is to
inspire people, especially women and children. Inspire to look at the world more
creatively. Inspire people to find hearts and love around them. Inspire to get
back up and persevere when life knocks you down and to know that they are not
alone in their struggles.
My son has an assignment this week in Language Arts class
and he has to read and then comment on various quotes. I love quotes and read through
some of the selections. Two of them struck a cord with me:
“Write what you know.”
“Write hard and clear
about what hurts.” Ernest Hemingway
I know pain, I know being an adult child of an alcoholic, I
know abuse, I know infertility, I know financial infidelity, I know emotional
infidelity, I know deceit, I know cancer, I know divorce. BUT I also know
Motherhood, joy, healing, survivorship, honesty, gratitude, perseverance, friendship
I will strive to be authentic and to share as much as I can
while still feeling safe in the hopes of helping others know they are not alone
as we navigate our path in life.
These Throwback Thursday photos are part of the reason that I am happy I am a bit photo crazy. Last week when Dante and I were looking through photos, we came across these...
I had forgotten this stage he went through when he would do this silly pose with his eyes. We eventually would say "do the eyes" and he would make these faces and we would crack up... which of course would only make him do it more.
When Dante saw these last week he said "why was I always doing this with my eyes" as we both laughed.
I just cant help but smile when I see these... what a character.
What are some of the silly things that your kids did when they were younger that you have caught on film... or I should say digital now!
Dante had to write a story for school this week about a certain point in time in his life. If they had a picture of the event they were supposed to bring it in. If they did not have a photo of the event they were asked to bring in a photo around the same time frame.
The event that Dante wrote about was when he was 3 or 4 and his pj's got caught on the post of his bed and he was hanging in mid air. He remembers me saying "Let me get my camera" but I could not find the photo of that time.
while I was searching through a ton of photos I found this one of him around the same time:
That smile and those blonde curls.... He has loved Spiderman since he was 2, (obviously Batman was not too far behind) and he would climb up the door frames and balance. This photo brought so many good memories back.
This week's Throwback Thursday post is when I was sporting two strands of pink beads at the Komen Race with the kids by my side.
This Sunday is the Race in Orange County and I will be proudly wearing seven strands of pink beads.
Cancer is not at the forefront of my mind every minute of everyday like it was back then. But this Sunday is a day when I will wear pink and proudly show the world that I am a survivor. I hope I am as much of an inspiration to those newly diagnosed as the women who are wearing 10, 15, 20 and more beads are to me.
I had the pleasure of staying aboard the RMS Queen Mary whose maiden voyage was in 1937 and was then retired in 1967. Walking aboard the ship is truly a Throwback in time. The ship is apparently haunted and known for it's Spirits. I was not visited, that I know of anyway, but when I went to bed I could not seem to set the clock, all it would display was a '2'. Mysteriously when I woke up in the morning it was set to the correct time.