Sunday, November 30, 2008

Cute Bracelet


I ordered 3 of these bracelets from Sharon Fortune, she specializes in custom, hand made jewelry. The above is a sample picture from her ebay account. Her ebay id is Sharsh74 and her email address is fortuneandglory1@aol.com her business slogan is "Affordable Jewels For Your Princess"
They turned out so cute, I can't wait until we get to wear them. I got one for me and one for each daughter!

Hooray For Baby Clothes

Several times I have wished that I would have saved more of my daughter's toddler clothes...I save my favorites. In my mind I would think, oh I wish I had...or such and such was so cute. Well the other day we were getting things ready for a "yard" sale and in the work shed out back, I found a great big bag of all the clothes that I had been wishing I had...It was great. It will be fun to have pictures of both girls in the same outfits! I think it will help my daughter connect with her sister when she sees her in some of her very own outfits.

Saturday, November 29, 2008

Fate Or Something Like It


I have always wanted one of these pin cushions...I have seen them a few times and never got one. Well, I got a catalog in the mail and was ordering from it and they just happened to have the pin cushion, so I decided to get one.The package arrived and I put the other things away in my closet as they were Christmas gifts. I opened the package for the pin cushion and was surprised to see that one of the little guys does not have a face...Look closely, the top one in the dark blue...I took this as a sign that my baby is waiting for me. I have seen her several times in dreams now but it is always from the back. It will be some time before I see her face but I am willing to wait.

The Daffodil Principle


This is a story I found recently in a magazine...I think it is worth reading. The magazine did not list an author, so I do not know who to give credit to for this story.

The Daffodil Principle

Several times my daughter had telephoned to say, "Mother, you must come to see the daffodils before they are over." I wanted to go, but it was a two-hour drive from Laguna to Lake Arrowhead. "I will come next Tuesday," I promised a little reluctantly on her third call.

Next Tuesday dawned cold and rainy. Still, I had promised, and reluctantly I drove there.

When I finally walked into Carolyn's house I was welcomed by the joyful sounds of happy children. I delightedly hugged and greeted my grandchildren.

"Forget the daffodils, Carolyn! The road is invisible in these clouds and fog, and there is nothing in the world except you and these children that I want to see badly enough to drive another inch!"

My daughter smiled calmly and said, "We drive in this all the time, Mother." "Well, you won't get me back on the road until it clears, and then I'm heading for home!" I assured here.

"But first we're going to see the daffodils. It's just a few blocks," Carolyn said. I'll drive. I'm used to this.

"Carolyn," I said sternly, "please turn around." "It's all right, Mother, I promise. You will never forgive yourself if you miss this experience.

After about 20 minutes, we turned onto a small gravel road and I saw a small church, I saw a hand lettered sign with an arrow that read, "Daffodil Garden." We got out of the car, each took a child's hand, and I followed Carolyn down a path. Then, as we turned a corner, I looked up and gasped. Before me lay the most glorious sight.

It looked as though someone had taken a great vat of gold and poured it over the mountain peak and its surrounding slopes. The flowers were planted in majestic, swirling patters, great ribbons and swaths of deep orange, creamy white, lemon yellow, salmon pink, and saffron and butter yellow. Each different-colored variety was planted in large groups so that it swirled and flowered in large groups so that it swirled and flowered like its own river with its own unique hue. There were five acres of flowers.

"Who did this?" I asked Carolyn "Just one woman," Carolyn answered. "She lives on the property. That's her home." Carolyn pointed to a well-kept A-frame house, small and modestly sitting in the midst of all that glory. We walked up to the house.

On the patio we saw a poster, "Answers to the questions I know you are asking" was the headline. The first answer was a simple one. "50,000 bulbs," it read. The second answer was, "One at a time, by one woman. Two hands, two feet, and one brain." The third answer was, "Began in 1958."

For me, that moment was a life-changing experience. I thought of this woman whom I had never met, who, more than forty years before, had begun, one bulb at a time, to bring her vision of beauty and joy to an obscure mountaintop.

Planting one bulb at a time, year after year, this unknown woman had forever changed the world in which she lived. One day at a time, she had created something of extraordinary magnificence, beauty, and inspiration. The principle her daffodil garden taught is one of the greatest principles of celebration.

That is, learning to move toward our goals and desires one step at a time--often just one baby-step at a time--and learning to love the doing, learning to use the accumulation of time.

When we multiply tiny pieces of time with small increments of daily effort, we too will find we can accomplish magnificent things.

We can change the world...

"It makes me sad in a way," I admitted to Carolyn. "What might I have accomplished if I had thought of a wonderful goal thirty-five or forty years ago and had worked away at it 'one bulb at a time' through all those years? Just think what I might have been able to achieve!"

My daughter summed up the message of the day in her usual direct way. "Start today," she said.

She was right. It's so pointless to think of the lost hours of yesterdays. The way to make a learning lesson of celebration instead of a cause for regret is to only ask, "How can I put this to use today?"

A Grandmother's Gift


This is the very first thing that was purchased for our little girl. I was on a trip to San Antonio with my mom, daugher and son. We stopped in a visitor's center, they had a gift shop and they only had ONE of these. I had to have it. I didn't have any money with me so my mom bought it. She said "Who is this for?" She knew who it was for though because this same day when we were eating lunch at a fantastic bar-b-que place on the riverwalk I told her of my desire to adopt.

This Korean Hanbok Will Be Our Daughter's First Birthday Outfit


I cannot wait to help our daughter celebrate her first birthday. It will be a very exciting day!

Favorites-Hopefully Will Be Home Coming Outfits!



Clothing Explanation

NO, I have not been on a wild shopping spree...These are all clothing that I have been collecting for about the past 3 1/2 years. I loved each of these outfits when I saw them and knew that they would not be available when we finally get our arms around our sweet little girl, so I bought them and have been saving them. I do have some more favorites but have not kept up on the photos of them. I might get them out and take photos so I can post them. Who knows for sure though, I will have to see how much time I can sneak away for it.

A Few More Favorites For Our Girl





Some Shirts For Our Girl




Can You Believe, Still More Clothes For Our Girl





Even More Clothes For Our Girl





More Clothes For Our Girl





Even More Dresses For Our Girl





Two Of My Favorite Outfits





Shoes For Our Girl



More Dresses For Our Girl