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Saturday, December 20, 2014

Through Love

The only thing that counts is faith 
expressing itself through love.
                                           Galatians 5:6 


A few weeks ago, the Get-Along spent a night 
with Oma and Opa on the Queen Mary in Long Beach.
Isn't she a beauty? 
















This morning Mr. Lee and I were counting our blessings.
Among our blessings are the relationship between our 
children and his parents.  

There is nothing more precious to us then the love and
time our children spend with their grandparents.
A love so pure and strong.










































































Tuesday, December 16, 2014

Live your God Sized Dream

As a gift to my future. 
I signed up for Ali Edwards One Little Word 
year long class. 


My word is PURPOSE..
Every day I get off the freeway
near California Baptist University
and their trademark phrase listed
on their very bright signage:
Live your Purpose 
saturates my heart and mind.

Every single evening. 
It's not like I ever get
a green light and roll
through the intersection.
Oh no, I have to stop and for
a few minutes reflect.
Piercing words.
Filled with accusation.  


















I know I am not living my purpose.
It's a good blessed life, though.
I am authentic, I tell myself. 


God has a tremendous sense of humor. 

All kinds of messages are sent to me:
The the book and blog God-sized Dream.
It's a clear message. 
God has nagged me for a lifetime.  Oh yes, my
refusal has made my life more difficult then
to simply humble myself.  

Sunday, December 14, 2014

Big Dreams

The future belongs to those who believe
in the beauty of their dreams.

                                              Eleanor Roosevelt




































What to do on my milestone birthday?
Craft, eat and play with these guys.

There's only a few things I ever
wanted to be: a teacher and an actress.
Being a mother has allowed
for all the desires of my heart.

Saturday, December 13, 2014

Milestone Birthday Crafting

Experience is not what happens to you;
it's what you do with what happens to you.
                                   -Aldous Hexley
                            
Chrisy and I have shared a lifetime of memories.
Our lives have often run parallel.

Along the way, we have shared it all
including this year's milestone birthday
only five days apart.




















I drew and stitched shared happy memories.
This is Amy Powers' grid design ready for your
own happy memories.

Available with other designs on Amazon.
Christmas
Crafty
Wedding
Baby
Home

Saturday, December 6, 2014

Remembering Mericia

Happy Birthday, Mericia.
Oh, to have been blessed by grace.

My own understanding wasn't broad
enough to accept the witnessing of grace.
Grace: what we receive but don't deserve.

My oldest sister was one month shy of her 45th
birthday when she passed away.  It has been
over twenty years, still I recall the blue
of her soulful eyes, the depth of her faith, and
the strength of her will.

















Our family: Mother and Prima Texeira. Mericia (in bandana), Dulce.
Joe, me and my other brother, Ilidio.  Rare occasion when all the
siblings were together. 
















Mericia, in the middle in blue. 























What a beauty.


My witness of her silent suffering,
built strength and resolve in my heart.
I knew if confronted with my own pain and suffering
I would want to stand as a testament as she did.

Missing you today.
May you continue to rest in peace my
beloved.  

Saturday, November 29, 2014

Happy Birthday

Happy Birthday, Nicholas Joshua.
Nicholas because my oldest sister,
Mericia was born on St. Nicholas Day.
She was very sick when Nicholas was born.
Joshua because it means Jesus in Hebrew.

Nicholas was fragile,  born  a month early
at 5 lbs 2 oz, he was a tiny peanut. 
The pediatrician said he may not make it
through his first night. 
I thought go f*** yourself doc.


Twenty-four candles.
He was born to serve.
Proudly serving in the U.S. Army.

We have been estranged for nearly 10 years.
An ugly divorce and an ex-Mr. Wonderful.
I know, there are murderers out there lucky
enough to be visited by their children.

I am sad to say I may not recognize
my own child on the street.
It's a hard thing to be a mother.

He is in my daily thoughts and prayers.

Be blessed my darling.
Happy Birthday.