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An Old Irish Blessing ... May the road rise up to meet you.May the wind always be at your back.May the sun shine warm upon your face,and rains fall soft upon your fields.And until we meet again,May God hold you in the palm of His hand.
"It is said some lives are linked across time. There are certain people connected by an ancient calling that echoes through the ages....destiny."
Life is a fleeting moment. Why live life in moderation and control when it lasts so short a time. Love until you drown in the happiness, laugh until the air you breath escapes you, cry until your tears are dry and live like the next second death will take your soul. Life is yours to live, and live it you must, not in the fear of what is to come next. That Next Place is waiting for you. It waits, in the hope that you will come fulfilled and ready, not in longing and regret.
Thank You For Being a FRIEND!*°•.¸☆ ★ ☆¸.•°*”˜˜”*°•.¸☆♥Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵Ʒ..•°*"˜ ☆ ¸..•´¨¨)) -:¦:-.(ړײ)/ ¸.•´….•´¨¨)).«▓ ((¸¸.•´ ¸.•´.-:¦:-. ╝╚ ….. ... `♥♪♫-´¯
Wishing you a wonderful new week..Like little birds, we only fly when we get shaken out of our nests; and develop the strongest wings only when we try them against the wind. The dove in a fable, was perturbed because the wind ruffled its feathers, but without that air it could neither soar nor live. In struggle, it is prudent to not wish away every opposition. It is better to meet and master our difficulties that faith can be made stronger through conflict.~Leroy Brownlow~With much love allways
Monday, November 28, 2011
Each of our lives is like a painting and we are the master. Each day and each act can be another stroke on the canvas. If our hearts are in the right place, we will create something of beauty that will touch peoples lives and be remembered. Robert Duncan
Last Unicorn When the last eagle flies over the last crumbling mountain. And the last lion roars at the last dusty fountain. In the shadow of the forest though she may be old and worn. They will stare unbelieving at the Last Unicorn. ... When the first breath of winter through the flowers is icing. You look to the north and a pale moon is rising. It seems like all is dying and would leave the world to mourn in the distance. Hear her laughter. It's the Last Unicorn. I'm alive
There was a man who had four sons. He wanted his sons to learn not to judge things too quickly. So he sent them each on a quest, in turn, to go and look at a pear tree that was a great distance away.
The first son went in the winter, the second in the spring, the third in summer, and the youngest son in the fall. When they had all gone and come bac...k, he called them together to describe what they had seen.
The first son said that the tree was ugly, bent, and twisted. The second son said, “no – it was covered with green buds and full of promise”. The third son disagreed; he said it was laden with blossoms that smelled so sweet and looked so beautiful, it was the most graceful thing he had ever seen. The last son disagreed with all of them; he said it was ripe and drooping with fruit, full of life and fulfillment.
The man then explained to his sons that they were all right, because they had each seen but only one season in the tree’s life.
He told them that you cannot judge a tree, or a person, by only one season, and that the essence of who they are and the pleasure, joy, and love that come from that life can only be measured at the end, when all the seasons are up.
If you give up when it’s winter, you will miss the promise of your spring, the beauty of your summer, fulfillment of your fall.
Moral: Don’t let the pain of one season destroy the joy of all the rest. Don’t judge life by one difficult season. Persevere through the difficult patches and better times are sure to come some time or later.
So many years ago a special girl was born this day, she grew up to be a strong woman, a sheep farmer's wife, a mother to her own and her sister's child, a grandmother to me, special times we had many, lessons learnt by listening and following in her foot steps and her ways, there was nothing she could not do if she wanted too. still loved and remembered very fondly to this day. she left this place too soon.
Friday, April 30, 2010 Gemmerbier en Oumas
Kyk wie kon nou better Gemmerbier make as my Ouma, niks was fout met haar hande nie. Now die storie is oor Gemmer bier wat ons daar by Pelgrimsrus gekoop het in sukke mooi pottery bottels. Die kinder was nog baie klein toe, so dit is baie lank terug. Maar ek onthou dit was in die somer en ons het so lekker daar rondgeloop en alles bekyk. Gemmerbier gekoop en in die kar se boot gesit, hmmm die bier het warm geword en die proppe het begin skit ... watter gemors hoor.
Dit was wonderlik om so baie tyd saam met my Ouma en Oom Dan te kom spandeer, sommer maande op 'n slag. Oom Dan het aan bom skok gely en Ouma het vir haar broer gesorg. Saam het hulle meer as 'n akker groente en vrugte bome versorg, rye wit mielies jy kom wegkruipertjie speel. Sy was 'n regte boeretannie, so sterk soos 'n os met 'n hart van goud. Ouma het geglo 'n vrou se handed moet besig bly. Oupa hulle het vir jare met skape geboer daar anderkant Vryburg maar nadat hy oorlede is het Ouma koshuis moeder geword.
Later koop sy 'n huis met die groot erf in Paris. Dis nou Paris in die Vrystaat. Dis waar ons gebak en brou het , regte botter in die glas bottel gemaak het, hoenders gevoer en eiers gaan soek, gehelp verre pluk as sy hoenders slag. Skaap slag was geen problem en as alles verby is dan maak sy lekker kerrie afval. Sondag na kerk was daar skaap boud met vars aartapples van die tuin. In die kerk mos jy stil sit anders kry jy nie 'n pepermintjie wat sy in haar handsak gebere het nie. Ouma het self biltong gemaak strepsakke vol, dan bere sy dit daar onder in die kombuis kas langs die droe vrugte. Ouma het my geleer hekel, skeef en krom, maar vandag kan ek vir my kleinseuns hulle eie bersies maak. Daar in my kis is nog ouma se knie kombersie +- 50 jaar oud en 'n resepte book wat ek by my ma vasgele het (nadat sy begin resepte inplak)
Maar die memories is nog by my en ek weet Ouma glimlag van daarbo. Ek het altyd daar op haar bed gesit en my verkyk hou sy daardie lang swart/grys hare uitkam en dan vleg totdat dit dun raak. More word die hare in 'n bollatjie gemaak en sy trek een van baie voorskote aan, reg vir nog 'n dag. Ek was 13 jaar oud en haar enigste kleinkind toe Ouma rustig in haar slaap oorlede is.
Ek het soveel mooi memories van my Ouma Mimmie, dinge wat sy gedoen het, my geleer het en gewys het wat tot vandag toe by my is. Ek hoop om eendag die selfde vir my Kleinseuns te kan betekken wat Ouma vir my was. Miskien was daar iemand anders in julle lewe met die selfde invloed op jou. Kom vertel 'n bietjie.
trapped like a bird in a cage limited to living between those wire walls keeping you behind the wire bars the door is open and you'r not free free to go where you want to go free of the chain around your ankle so you make the best of it you keep them entertained instead of sitting in a corner feeling miserable with it all tomorrow it might be different tomorrow you might be free
Elke persoon het ñ voetspoor iewers in iemand se lewe getrap. Raak daardie persoon aan,want die kleinste gedagte maak tog soveel saak. Gister wou jy. Vandag kan jy. En more is dalk te laat. Spreek elke dag ñ woord van liefde. Vandag het ek gekies om dankie te se vir jou voetspore in my lewe ! ;-)
~~To accomplish great things, you must not only act, but dream; not only plan, but believe~~
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You're invited to pull up a comfy chair and make yourself at home. Get to know me and my friends. Some tales are true and taken from our own experiences. Some are just tales .... We invite you to leave a comment, it's great to know you enjoyed your visit.
Hi and welcome to my blog, I am Rina, Grandmother to 2 lovely boys, crafter, greenie, gardener. I dream about living on Our Slice of Heaven and living the good life. In the meantime I just write ... mostly about stuff going round in my head.
I have invited a few of my friends to join me blogging, welcome to them also. Thanks again for you imput ... love ya.
... that you matter. People need you. People you love and even people you have never met are depending on you. You matter to God as well. No one else can be the person you were created to be. Do not think for a minute that you are not important; - the world needs you. God needs you.
A true friend never walks awayA true will always stayA true friend looks out for youA true friend will guard your secretsLike a precious giftA true friend is there for youTo give you a helpful liftA true friend tries to make you smileTries to replace that frownThey may not always succeedBut they rarely let you downThese arms for you are openThis heart for you does careAnd when I think you need meI'll try to always be thereI'll listen to your fearsI promise not to laughComfort your falling tearsI'll make this friendship lastI'll keep you near to my heartI'll always hold you dearEven when we're miles apartEven when you're hereI hope I am to youEverything you are to meFor the friendship we haveIs a special one indeed.
"There has never been, nor will there ever be, anything quite so special as the love between a mother and a son." Author: Unknown
A TRUE FRIEND IS SOMEONE WHO SEES THE PAIN IN YOUR EYES WHILE EVERYONE ELSE BELIEVES THE FAKE SMILE .
Did you know that those who appear to be really strong............really are the most sensistive?......Did you know that those who spend all their time protecting others.....sometimes really need someone to protect them?.........Did you know that three of the hardest things to say are: I love you, I'm sorry and help me.. ♥ Put it on your status if you agree xx
When we honestly ask ourselves which person in our lives means the most to us, we often find that it is those who, instead of giving advice, solutions, or cures, have chosen rather to share our pain and touch our wounds with a warm and tender hand. Henri Nouwen
There comes a time in life when you walk away from all the pointless drama &people who create it, & surround yourself with people who make you laugh so hard that you forget the bad & focus on the good. Lifeis too short to be anything but happy.