Practice makes perfect~

Sometimes we don’t always get it right the first time or even the second or third. Persistence is the key! Don’t give up. Keeping putting along and swinging through it.. wishing you Par.

-v.

The front porch wrapped around, embracing the home like grandma’s loving arms. The rails of the porch were bold and wide; where I favored to sit than to sway on the swing. It became a favorite place where children played, secrets were shared and wishes found their way to the starlit heavens above.

This was home. Each year added new memories that would fill hearts to overflowing. I can still see my grandma hanging the wash while grandpa cracked walnuts in the morning sun. I can still hear the ching-ching of my bicycle bell and my ol’ dog, Biskit, barking and chasing, nipping at the hem of my pants, as we kids played outback. And, the smells, those delightful aromas of simple fare that did more than just fill grateful bellies—they brought loved ones to the table, whose voices filled the air with boisterous laughter and cantankerous tales, rising above the din of clanking utensils to plates during the round of second helpings. Soon, Gram would emerge with that infamous apple pie; her eyes twinkling with joy that came in knowing how these moments would be long cherished.

Many years have passed since those memories bloomed. We have lost cherished loved ones; our sturdy branches. And we have celebrated the births of tiny little twigs—Ah, our humble family tree.

We continue to grow with our tendrils spanning out and about. Despite the distance and the chaos of the days, we flourish in the memories of Home; savoring the traditions and stories, as the leaves reveal their seasons.

The essence of apples and cinnamon tells me it almost time. There’s laughter in the voices coming through the front door. As I take off my apron and hang it on the same hook Gram did all those years ago, I can feel her and I know just how she felt; through my twinkling eyes I spy, with that same joy…..

My heart is full, and my embrace just can’t hold them long enough.

-v.

It’s okay to slow down~

Nobody likes to wait; we have places to go, things to do and people to see. We don’t have time for such nonsense. However, time will tell you otherwise. It has a way of making you slow down, speed up or even just mediate in the here and now. I have found that I’m grateful for lines and traffic jams. That’s the time when I’m forced to take a breath, to stand still…to just be. Those short few moments are reenergizing and refreshing. They allow you moments to reclaim your sanity. So, instead growing irate in that moment, take a breath. You can’t change it; don’t allow it to change you. Enjoy the break.

-v.

Weekly Written is over the moon with so many new friends,

I’m thrilled to welcome those of you new to the WW blog family. You will find this a relaxing and no pressure zone. It’s a place where we come to take little break from the hubbub—spend a few moments to read a quick story, enjoy a simple poem or ponder a Daily Thought.

Just a reminder, WW releases a quick story or poem every Wednesday at 10:00 am. The remainder the week you will find a Daily Thought, submitted at 8:00 am; it’s just a quick hello to start the day.

I’m so grateful to be sharing this journey with you all. I’m humbled by your support. I encourage you to Like, Share and Invite with your family and friends if you enjoy WW…the more the merrier. Also, please share with us your thoughts and feelings by leaving a note in the comment section below the posts. I really do love hearing from y’all.

Thank you all for the success Weekly Written is receiving—you truly touch my heart. I couldn’t do it with you. You fill my heart.

Be blessed

-v.