Today’s photo is on our neighbor’s property. What’s behind this door? I really don’t know. I’ve never looked, but we had to go over there this evening so I took some photos. I really like this door. Namaste’
I know I said I wouldn’t but I’m adding one more piece from my vision board. I saw a quote today that lent itself well to my vision:
If a single person achieves the highest kind of love it will be sufficient to neutralize the hate of millions. ~ Mahatma Gandhi
I still have my son’s Army dog tags. I told him some time ago that I’d send them to him (he lives out of state) but I just haven’t done it. They hang above my computer desk with the other hall-of-famers … namely my WS, my daughter and grandkids pictures.
The truth must be told … I didn’t want him to enlist in the Army. Let alone join an infantry unit. Ugh! But he did anyway, as soon as he turned 18. When he brought his Army recruiting officer to my place of business to try and “sell” me on this whole thing, there was almost a smack-down! Yep, that would be me … smacking HIM down. My son was thoroughly embarrassed, but he had no idea what it was like to be a Mama Bear with someone trying to make off with one of her cubs. OK, well maybe he wasn’t such a cub anymore. But I still didn’t think the Army was a very good idea. I wanted him to go to college first, but he said he would rather serve his country like his grandfather did. So how was I supposed to argue with that?
His first picture that the Army took of him made me cry. And then when he came home on his first leave after basic training, I was astonished to see him in his full dress uniform. So handsome! Another big lump in my throat.
Fortunately, he was discharged right before the Gulf War back in 1990. Mama Bear was sure happy the day he arrived home for good. And she was very proud of him. There are so many Mama Bears that don’t have a happy ending to their stories. My heart goes out to them and they are always in my prayers. Namaste’
Could this be the answer to my hurting feet? I don’t know why they’re hurting … they just are. So I got out my Happy Feet Roller and it felt so good. Why don’t I do that more often? Hmmm. So then I decided to make it my photo of the day. Thanks, Happy Feet Roller!
Hope you’re all having a great Sunday. Namaste’
I just had to post tonight’s sunset … compliments of mother nature. Click any photo to enlarge. Namaste’