“Far away there in the sunshine are my highest aspirations. I may not reach them but I can look up and see their beauty, believe in them, and try to follow them. “ (Louisa May Alcott) on the path least traveled…

Diary of the journey on the path least traveled..just letting the heart do the talking while the fingers do the walking while being different, being me… 🙂

( “I do not do, say or write something to been seen or heard… I  do, say or write something because it needed to be done, said or written…” ,  no nominations please, just sharing thoughts while exploring life  🙂 ).. 🙂

 

 

It is the holidays and the one thing we have more of here on the path than anything else is HOPE… 🙂

 

 HOPE IS
  
 Hope is a feather floating in a bright blue sky
 Hope is that sparkle that shines in your eyes.
 Hope is a butterfly fluttering on the wind
 Hope is good times spent with family and friends.
  
 Hope is a newborn baby’s cry
 Hope is a Mother’s lullaby.
 Hope is the rainbow after a rain
 Hope is the harvest of golden grain.
  
 Hope is the light that keeps darkness at bay
 Hope is the breeze on a hot summer day.
 Hope is ever present and free of cost
 Hope is the last thing ever lost.
  
 Hope is staying positive when the going gets tough
 Hope is seeking help when you feel you’ve had enough.
 Hope is recovery from simmering sorrow
 Hope is believing in a brighter tomorrow.
                     (Linda Hotger)
  
   

Hello Diary,

 

The last time I visited I shared a holiday memory of little Bree.. Well, we had two Jack Russell’s, Bree were considered a short hair Jack Russell, my late wife Kathy had Miss Daisy (Miss Daisy passed away in 2014) and she was considered a long haired Jack Russell… 🙂

 

 

She were the oldest, the head of the pecking order and in charge and preferred the title of “couch potato”… 🙂 and at Christmas, even though they both got the same present, Bree and Miss Daisy wanted what the other had so they would exchange gifts… 🙂

Yes, another Christmas memory remembered and hopefully many more to be made, not only with family but perhaps friends and others.. “Life gives us brief moments with another, but sometimes in those brief moments we get memories that last a lifetime, So live that your memories will be part of your happiness.” (Author Unknown).… 🙂

 

 

 

 As Christmas approaches
 One contemplates not the day,
 But all the years of memories and thoughts
 That one acquired along the way.
  
 Memories filled with sadness, sorrow perhaps
 Memories with happiness and joy, not fear
 Memories to bring out the laughter
 Memories to bring out  a tear.
  
 A special day and one to treasure
 And not because of the calendar age, 
 Because a life of memories and thoughts
 Today will be adding another page!
  
 Even though a distance and time apart
 It will be a day that we will all share,
 Our spirits knows no time or distance
 Be assured, I will be there!
  
 Today will become our memory, and we will share
 Christmas day, every day…... forever,
 Because of our spirits eternal
 Beyond…………. the 12th of Never!!
  
 Merry Christmas!
                (Larry “Dutch” Woller)
   

And, no matter where we are we will always be home for Christmas because home is where the heart is… 🙂 Well, I had better close for now, more adventures in the wind and memories to be made… but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise..

Neither rain, nor sleet, nor gloom of night, no matter life’s challenges, wherever your heart is this Christmas, have a