Living In the Moment

  Photo Credits: PinTerest  

Sitting with my morning coffee Thinking of days ahead and gone by A friend is moving away The place, that has been calling her Anxious to hear of new adventures She will be truly missed I, too, will begin again  Heading down a different path Hoping to grow roots this time Reaching for dreams It has been seven months  Since our lives changed forever  Each day we awake Asking for a better understanding Looking ahead To fuller days  Richer moments  And  Special Times 

DOORS & ENTRYWAYS Recently, I have been going through my photography and making groupings of items I have photographed over the years. The above pics were taken of "Doors & Entryways"during my first trip overseas. It seems the architecture and stonework spoke to me differently than my own surroundings. Perhaps, It was just  being in a foreign land- Taking it all in ... But whatever the reason, I took the time to breathe it all in! More to come in this "Collage Series" ... What attracts you when you venture out of your natural surroundings?

  A Few Original Photos of My Surroundings -  Throughout The Seasons

  PinTerest Find Each Day Is ... Trying to improve from the day before Each Day Is ... Being true to yourself Each Day Is ... Trying to accept others for who they are, as difficult as that may be Each Day Is ... Constantly learning about yourself - The good and the not-so-good Each Day Is ... Returning to the road called Home

My Original Photography As I awoke this morning, I was thinking about the day ahead. Being thankful to be alive. Welcoming the daylight.  I have days I have to take a walk to hold back tears. Other times I feel I could rule the world. I find myself listening to others who struggle. Retreating back into my own life, grateful to realize some of my choices were made well. I find some days I could go without being "outwardly friendly". but then I find myself missing that part of me. Some days I can feel my heartbeat in my hands. Slowing down in the evening after a full day, just writing. I always knew I loved words and letters. For awhile now, they have become like friends. Gathering together, and becoming something meaningful. Other days, I just think -- Of family who came before me. How alike I am to those I wish I had the chance to meet. I think of the talks we could have had, what I could have learned. I look forward to meeting them, One Day. Yet...