Appreciation Day 6/28

This all started over a FaceTime chat with my dear friend Deane.

She had the idea of doing a 28 day challenge and to share it amongst friends.

Hers is along health, fitness, family, friends and self care.

I wanted to draw again.

I am thankful for long distance friends.

And thankful for FaceTime that allows us to connect.

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Appreciation Day 3/28

Sometimes it’s the smallest changes that make the biggest difference.

This is such a girly one.

I started to part my hair down the middle at the start of this year.

Now that one annoying strand of hair no longer pokes me in the eye.

I have embraced that awkward cowlick hair growth direction that defies gravity and all forms of hair products.

Finally at peace with the way my hair wants to go.

And I am so much happier with it!

Appreciation Day 2/28

Love is undivided attention.

You have no idea how much I appreciate yours.

And you have mine, always.

Shoes… made me think of you

We had a particularly enjoyable time once, shopping for shoes.

And it’s so sweet that you still think of me when you shop for shoes.

Women, and their shoes.

Women, and their friendships.

It is not easy finding the right ones that fit.

But when you find them, they are the ones that last.

Drawing Love

I love to draw.

I draw love.

I love.

I draw.

Some I love yous are too complicated…

Perhaps I have not learnt to appreciate certain styles of poetry, I find it personal and very subjective when it comes to sharing poetry.

Either you love it or you don’t, or perhaps you just don’t get it.

It’s similar to saying I love you, either the feeling is reciprocated, or not, or perhaps you just don’t get it.

Similar to songs.

You love it, get it and appreciate it.

Or it simply makes no sense to you.

Little Stoic Warrior

I overheard a conversation between a little boy and his little brother today whilst walking along the subway platform, they were holding hands.

I will let the pictures tell you this very short story.

To the rescue…

It’s not so much a princess fantasy, but more from concern that my little dog would be left completely helpless…

I have a fear of dying from my asthma attacks.

So I am thankful that I have friends who check on me regularly, and they are committed to breaking down my front door if the time comes (well, they would have my spare keys, but let’s make it a big more dramatic) so that they can rescue my dog, and perhaps me too, if it isn’t already too late.

This is not meant to be morbid. It’s meant to be appreciative.

I feel very special to have people who would do that for me.

And I am glad I can have conversations like this with them.

Have I told you lately…

I am conflicted when it comes to saying “I love you”.

Say it too often and it loses its meaning and impact.

Not saying it often enough feels as if those moments would slip by.

Yesterday I got a surprising little “I love you” from a dear friend who told me that the feeling came over her, and she wanted to tell me that.

These “I love you”s are probably the most precious ones.

When the moment somehow compels you to tell that person that you love them.

Not a perfunctory one.

Not a forced one.

Not one done out of habit.

A genuine love-infused one.