tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5772562530653342589.post6498823621206326164..comments2020-08-19T20:16:33.396+10:00Comments on Butterflies and Breezes: A work of artWendy.Bhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13746230768488922629noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5772562530653342589.post-11995618191956712282009-01-24T07:41:00.000+11:002009-01-24T07:41:00.000+11:00Wendy,Hippymummy suggested that I check out your b...Wendy,<br>Hippymummy suggested that I check out your blog....what a sad, wonderful mixed up time you have had lately.....I sense, as hippymummy so eloquently wrote....this is your destiny to raise these young children of your dear husband's......I can relate to the poem of old things in your post of this day....old is special to me...old trees, old buildings and the dear elderly people that I know. I work with teens with intellectual disabilities and I know in my heart if I didn't, my calling would be to work with the elderly...and perhaps it still will be when I retire from teaching...take care of yourself...I'll be back to visit your blog again!XXXXEileenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03749279224985349746noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5772562530653342589.post-63404283481993334932008-12-27T21:54:00.000+11:002008-12-27T21:54:00.000+11:00Please feel free to borrow the words.. today after...Please feel free to borrow the words.. today after an almost unbelievable "incident" I feel like I have aged a great deal - not in years but in my ability to handle adversity with a certain amount of dignity.. so if it helps a sister in her journey then it was certainly worth posting in my blog..<br>BlessingsWendýhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13746230768488922629noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5772562530653342589.post-3386051645412173732008-12-26T23:25:00.000+11:002008-12-26T23:25:00.000+11:00I used to work in an ophthalmic practise, and my f...I used to work in an ophthalmic practise, and my favorite part about that was spending time with the senior citizens who came for their post-cataract appointments.<br><br>There was one lady who used to be a chorus girl, and a man who was the sole survivor of a Naval ship that went down in Europe during war. One dapper gent was a ballroom dance instructor! <br><br>Every one of them had stories - some sad, some exciting. I think older folks are overlooked in our society. If we just take the time to talk to them, there is such a wealth of knowledge and experience there... someone that looks like a little old lady at the grocery store could really be a skydiver inside!<br><br>We only change on the outside. Inside, we're still us.<br><br>- MMarchelinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11201825708442679157noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5772562530653342589.post-60630897971032907202008-12-24T10:22:00.000+11:002008-12-24T10:22:00.000+11:00What wonderful words. would you mind if i borrowed...What wonderful words. would you mind if i borrowed them? I too am approaching crone at an alarming rate, these words will help me and many friends on this journey to the age of wisdom xXxhippymummyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06232856105139634921noreply@blogger.com