Scrapbook Eloquence

  A very close friend got married a couple of weeks back.  I was invited to the wedding.  But there was one little problem.  The ceremony was held in America and I could not fly out to join in the celebration.

But all was not lose.  A bridal shower had been organized by dear friends. An appropriate gift could be sent through friends who were flying out to attend the wedding. But that was not all.  Those who could not make it, like me, were given the task of coming up with relationship tips.  How to handle finances, conflicts, relatives and such other issues that married couples face to insure a long and happy ever after ending.

I was assigned to come up with tips on how to keep the “bedroom fires” burning long after the honeymoon stage. A tricky subject.  Although I have been married a little over 30 years, my hubby and I are still hard at work keeping the embers glowing.

Reflections

“Mirror, mirror on the wall

   Is that you mommy

   Looking back at me?”

Growing up, you could say that my relationship with my mother conformed to the usual phases that most girls go through: 

Up to age 11-  I looked up to my mother.  She knew everything.  I wanted to grow up and be like her. Specially the part about baking goodies for my children. 

The Moment

My train of  thought was interrupted.  The old windows were making that sound again.  You know that sound old windows make when the wind wants to take it off for a spin.  Like the windows are trying to refuse the wind’s invitation by holding on by its hinges. Back and forth, the windows rattled.

Well, there was only one thing to do: bring myself and my thought outside to enjoy the late afternoon breeze. 

Gelling

What could be better than whiling the hot afternoon hours chatting away with friends of like mind?

Chatting away while taking a nice dip in a cool pool!!

 

DFA: A Test of Patience

I just recently finished getting my expiring passport renewed.

There’s good news and there’s bad.