New Endeavor

Thanks to my wonderful husband and a new found friend, I've been inspired to strum the six string again.  My fingers are already suffering the effects.  There is nothing quite like the feeling of callused fingertips.  I love it!  

So far I'm writing a new song and I've learned 'Breathe' by Pink Floyd.  This is my next endeavor.  I hope to do a 'Lady Duet' with my new partner.  

Enjoy!

Sisters

Here is a poem I wrote that is somewhat belated.  But it was still very important that I post it.  Everyone must know how wonderful and simply delightful a certain little cafe in my hometown was.  But times are tough economically and so they recently closed their doors - I'm hoping not for good.  We will miss the beautiful ladies who ran it, as well as the amazing food they served.  It was foodie heaven! 

Enjoy!

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When we opened the door

Warm smiles and bright faces

Would bid us come in 

To this most loved of places.

As we took our seats,

A quite lovely feeling

Flooded the room 

From floor to ceiling.

On the menu, hand-crafted,

Every dish was a treat

To satisfy all tastes 

Whether savory or sweet.

Sirloin Veggie and Cornbread,

Wally Jack with pepper jelly.

Toss in a Bread Pudding

To fill up that belly!

Or perhaps you prefer

A little salty and sweet,

The Strawberry Pretzel

Makes a great lunch complete.

Yet more than the food

Was the caring fashion

In which it was served

With real zeal and passion.

Four darling sisters

Always aiming to please.

Making everyon feel welcome

Was their true expertise.

But a friend brought word

Of sad news today,

That this wonderful experience

Was not here to stay.

Although doors will be closed

And lights will not shine,

No more afternoon breaks

For desserts so divine,

In our hearts you will stay,

As we bid 'Sayonara'.

We will never forget 

The Sisters' Sbarra.

Any way the wind blows...

I suppose that is a good way to define the way the contents of this blog have changed.  How far I have deviated from what it was intended to be.  This is not a bad thing though.  The blog began as an outlet for me to vent the stresses that I experienced at home.  But I've turned over a new leaf.  

I am determined to find the silver lining in every cloud, to view the glass as half full, to see the light at the end of the tunnel...not sure if that last one was appropriate.  Anyway, each day I pray that I have to fortitude to endure with a blazing hope.  One of my favorite quotes defines the Greek word for endurance that is used in the Bible as this: 

“It is the spirit which can bear things, not simply with resignation, but with blazing hope . . . It is the quality which keeps a man on his feet with his face to the wind. It is the virtue which can transmute the hardest trial into glory because beyond the pain it sees the goal.”

I have a goal.  And a dream.  (That last bit was in honor of Dr. Martin Luther King)  So I am going to focus on that goal.  And endure each little agitation in my life with joy and not sighing...at least for the most part.  There's still a long way to go.

So my blog will keep its name and description because my life is still a story of love.  And to most who read this, monotony.  

Here's the video I watched today that somehow inspired this post.  Enjoy!