Lunch Break

I was feeling a little down today, for no good reason I might add. I pondered how to present my latest wrinkle, but I couldn't find the creative energy to compile a cohesive piece. Feeling scattered I wondered if it mattered. So I gobbled down my turkey chili and logged onto Blogger.

I went straight to Wendy's' Among Mad People and read the header "Monday List Love and holy crap someone gave me an award!" I cheered! I do that for Wendy because she is a wonderful writer that I love to turn to for some quality entertainment. She sure beats watching the markets crash and the politicians berate each other. When I tune into Wendy I feel good about the precious time I invested. The return is always profitable.

So I read on and was surprised to find that Wendy had tagged me with the Kreativ Blogger Award. Who'd a thunk it? Lunch never being long enough I headed back to my desk feeling a little better 'cause maybe it did matter...just a little :)

*Here are the award rules:
List 7 things that you love and then pass the award on to 7 bloggers you love!
Be sure to tag them and let them know they have won!
You can copy the picture of the award and put it on your sideboard
letting the whole world know.....
you are KREATIV!

Seven Things I Love

(It was hard to pick just 7!)

1) Coffee by the fire with Wil

2) Stories about the good old days preferably from the oldest person I can befriend

3) Cocktails at sunset on the bow of the boat

4) Watching and feeling the little peanut move inside my daughters' pregnant belly

5) Photography 24/7/365

6) Campfires and the friends that gather around them

7) Meals because the best conversations are when people are full and happy

Passing it on to Seven fabulous bloggers

(If you have already been tagged, too bad. I want people to know how wonderful you are anyway!)

1) Invest some time with Wendy at Among Mad People http://www.wendy93639.com/

You won't be sorry.

2) Invest some money in Robin Collins at Sneaking Out at Midnight http://fourcrows.wordpress.com/

Her art is beautiful and needs many homes.

3) Estizer Smith at http://estizer50.wordpress.com/

She is a good friend who is tracing her history back to 'Bloody Lowndes' County Alabama. She is currently showing her latest photo exhibit at the Banana Factory in Bethlehem, PA. She has also authored a book titled Welcome Home. Her photos and words will move you.

4) Roxi at Roxi's 365 http://roxis365.blogspot.com/ for her stick-to-it-ness. A photo a day for 1 year.

5) Sandy at Family Recipes http://familyrecipecollection.blogspot.com/ for her tempting recipes.

6) Katie at http://kkhoffmanillustration.blogspot.com/ for her beautiful illustrations.

So, I stop at 6. You should know that I don't always follow the rules. Although this entry also seems a bit off course for the quest, it's not. It is about women supporting women. We rule wrinkles and all!

Meet Estizer

Within 15 minutes of meeting Estizer, I knew that she was suffering from the sudden loss of her mother. And, she knew that I can't imagine what I will ever do without mine.

So it is with Estizer...........

With that in mind, I share my attempt to wrinkle Estizer and her letter to me. Enjoy!




Eleanor,

I was looking in the mirror and it felt kind of surreal because I felt like I was looking at the same face that I looked at when I was 16. Well, I'm 45 next month, so, that's not possible. It made me wonder, am I changing and I'm just not capable of seeing it?? THAT, made me even more curious. Dammit, I want to know what I'm gonna look like. I want it slooowly. I don't want to wake up one day and...BAM...I'm old!!

So I came to you :) Eleanor...make me wrinkle!! And this was the best you could do :( I gotta tell ya, you really let me down. That's okay Eleanor, it's probably not your fault. We can blame it on my Mom.

It's my Mom's fault for two reasons...genetics, and attitude. I never pondered the state of my Mother's beauty, but I do know that she never, ever worried about it. That's where the "attitude" part comes in. My Mother thought she was beautiful until the day she died at age 87. And she was. NOW, what I find interesting is that I see pictures of her, in those last years and I SEE the changes. They now appear drastic to me. Why didn't I see them then? Hmmm, I think I couldn't because of love. What I saw, I saw with my heart.

So do I not see my own aging because I see myself with my "heart"? That is possible. We learn many things from our Mothers. Case and point: I EXPECT to be beautiful when I get old! I'm actually looking forward to it. I see beautiful women in public places with hair that is grey and faces that are worn, yet there is a radiance that comes from them, and I've thought...WOW, I'm gonna look like THAT when I'm old!!

So yes, one of the many things I learned from my Mother was, to love myself. It doesn't mean I'll be wrinkle free...it just means that I'll always be able to see the "beauty" that radiates from them first.

Estizer

To learn more about Estizer check out her journey at http://estizer50.wordpress.com/