Happy Birthday, Pom Pom

Happy Birthday to ME!
Fifty-one candles on the cake!
Fifty-one lovely, happy, and sweet years of a simple walk on the earth!
18,615 days of good air to breathe and 18,615 nights of snuggles in a safe bed.
I feel VERY loved by a personal God who knocked on the door of my little pink heart, came in, and continues to cover me with a generous blanket of grace. In light of FOREVER, this little blip (my lifetime) has filled me with wonder, schooled me in humility, and brought me again and again to the point of glad surrender. That's what I'm thinking today, September 25, 2009.
At this juncture, I'm drawn to happy images. I wanted to share some of my loved stuff with you today.


But, first . . . have a cupcake!

It's a thunder-y rainy morning here and reminds me of the birthdays of my youth. Growing up in Western Washington gave me many rainy birthdays! Memories of Karol, walking with me in the Sunday downpours . . . smile.

I'm so thankful for a husband that loves children.
I'm so thankful for our children and THEIR children.

Since I learned to hold a pencil and form letters, I've counted it a great privilege to write.

And you know I love Ann.

I'm thankful for the lessons of Much-Afraid.

I've never met a Mary that I didn't like.

Thank you, Mom. Thank you for your fine reading voice, your willingness to sit in the reading chair and take Karol and I to the Hundred Acre Wood.

Rabbits that live in the woods. Naughty rabbits. Maternal rabbits.

Gnomes.

These guys.

Women who walk with courage.

Artists like Grandma Moses who painted pictures that find homes in souls.

The moon. It belongs to all of us.

Colors. Yummy purple, sassy red, lemon yellow, clear blue, earthy green, pumpkin orange, pretty pink . . . so good.

Mr. Ordinary. I love him.

Magic bubbles.

Clown accessories.

People like us - with BIG imaginations.

The voices that speak for children.

Tasha Tudor who shared her ways of simplicity, hard work, earthy beauty. An artist, an individual.

Movies that move me.

Writers with the unique ability to transport and cheer.

Van Gogh. Enough said.

Comment today and you're in the drawing for the Pom Pom Birthday Box. Thank you so much for coming to my birthday party here in blog land. You are someone who stays on my mind, resides in my heart and cheers my soul. (HUG!)