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Love and Spirit – #JusJoJan

I had a chaotic night with sleep evading me most of the night. The high winds and heavy rain made sleep difficult. I like a quiet room when I sleep. No noise machines, or sounds are necessary – just blissful quiet. Last night was not one of those nights.

As I tossed and turned, I started thinking about my children and our interactions during the holidays. I like my children. I like the adults they turned out to be. The three of us went through some tumultuous times and I am often in awe of how well we managed to get through it all.

My children did not get showered with a lot of presents or material things. Sure, they had toys and clothes, but not the biggest or the best of everything. But they did get a lot of love and face-to-face time.

I was a young parent. I made mistakes. I learned to apologize when I messed up and they learned to forgive me when I stumbled.

Both my children have an abundance of spirit. They are kind and generous, loving and spirited and both have a great sense of humor. I see them passing those same gifts on to their children. They have so much patience.

I do not take the credit. I often give my children the credit for raising me.  I think we had some very skilled and loving guardian angels watching over us. For that, I am forever grateful. I count my blessings everyday.


Written as part of Linda Hill’s JusJoJan.

Prompt word today (abundancesubmitted by Janet from Janet’s Smiles.

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Brain Prattle – #JusJoJan

It is one of those mornings. None of my thoughts seem to be cohesive. I was having a strange dream when I woke up. You know how dreams can be. They seem so intense. You might remember who is in the dream and some elements of the dream, but the primary message drifts away like wispy clouds.

I tried to relate my dream to my husband over coffee. I cannot blame him for his half-hearted attempt to listen as my detailed account of the dream sounded like so much gobbledygook. Hubby was there, and there was a soccer ball, wait, no two soccer balls. One was in the mud. I was rushing to reach it first. We were at my grandmother’s house. There were a lot of people, but someone hid something… See? Gobbledygook. I still cannot remember the entire dream but for some reason, my mind does not want to let it go.

Kindle tells me I have read 62% of The Midnight Library. Yesterday I began to lose enthusiasm for the story. I am hoping it is a momentary lull. I thought perhaps all the prattle in my brain was getting in the way so I stopped reading. I will take it up again today. I really want to like this book, but only time will tell.

We have the possibility of some snow overnight tonight. That would be nice considering the predictions are for very little accumulation. We have had almost 3 inches of rain in the last two days and it has been warm! The temperatures will need to drop dramatically for this rain to turn to snow. The kid in me is hoping nonetheless.


Written as part of Linda Hill’s JusJoJan.

Prompt word today (gobbledygooksubmitted by Dan from No Facilities.