Slipping Through My Fingers

I am a fan of the musical, Mama Mia, and enjoy the songs along with the cinema photography of the beautiful Greek island where the story takes place. One of the songs that never fails to bring tears to my eyes is, Slipping Through My Fingers. It is a song that the mother, Donna, sings to her daughter, Sophie, as they prepare for the wedding ceremony. The message of this song speaks of moments slipped by that they shared with each other and plans they had made, which never materialized. It is a powerful reminder to me to cherish moments shared with friends and family. Our 3 kids are now grown and living their own lives. I was an extremely lucky mother who had the honor and joy of being home with them during their growing up years but I realize that I let many moments "slip through my fingers" and there is no "going back" to recapture them...they are gone. It is my prayer that my kids come to this knowledge now so they can capture as much as they can with their own children. I have no regrets because I shared many happy times with my family...I could have shared more though. I try to practice this with my dear friends too. Each time we are together I love sharing laughter, wonderful talks and outings with them to tuck away in my heart and cherish. Life is comprised of moments and as they slip through our fingers we should use them wisely so we can reflect on them with joy and love.

Seasons

The weather man on our local news station announced on September 1, 2010, that this day starts the Fall season. I look out my window and smile as I see the sun shining and appreciate the summer (albeit very short this year) now ending. My husband's favorite season is the summer but unlike him every season is my favorite. Each season brings it's own variety of fruits, vegetables and holidays, to name a few. I am an eternal romantic so I embrace the "hibernating" instinct of cuddling indoors with a fire glowing in the fireplace with candles lit throughout the room. My spirit is calmed and soothed as I prepare cinnamon pumpkin bars in my kitchen. As our home is filled with the mouth-watering smell of Turkey baking in the oven I offer thanks for all of my blessings. My heart delights as I sing along to my favorite Christmas hymns. Yes, the years do pass along too quickly now but they also bring memories of joy and appreciation for each season to me.