Day Six Reverb13 prompt is as follows:
There are so many “precious things” that are presented to us each day; discoveries and treasures found in simple moments, memories we wish to store in our hearts and keep with us forever.
What precious things have you gathered in 2013? Which memories from this year do you wish to keep with you always?
This didn’t get completed on the 6th because, well, I was too busy out making memories. A dear old friend of mine, who I have known since grade school, came back to town for a couple of days and I had the chance to catch up with her. She is exactly the same…kind, beautiful, funny. I truly wish we lived closer, but I have to treasure that precious time we had together and can only look forward to the next time our paths meet again.
While seeing this old friend, I caught up with her mother, who is also a good friend of my mom, QoB. We had such a good talk and I left that little bar feeling light and happy, thankful for the friendships that I have, which sometimes I lose sight of. It is so easy to feel alone, but yesterday reminded me that I am not.
Many precious moments this year between DSB and I, memories everyday. Us laughing, talking, discussing, debating. Kissing, hugging, smiling at each other. Every moment we have had together is burned into my memory, even though some may be slightly hazy. We have a good life, despite it all. Life has thrown many curveballs at us, but we just keep on going. And we can, because we have each other.
My sister’s pregnancy over the last seven or so months has been wondrous to behold. From watching her little bump grow into a big belly, to feeling her stomach at Thanksgiving, to her little updates about the baby over text message. It has all been quite lovely and heart-string-tugging, and I can’t wait until that little boy is here.
Like any year before, my time with QoB has been priceless. From being on a mission to laid-back chats, she is always there for me with a word, a smile, an obnoxious song being sung. As always, she is my rock, my foundation, my heart.
Not forgetting the pups, both Kizzie and Rascal have made many imprints on my memory this year that I want to remember forever. Kizzie is eight years old now, but is still a pup in many ways. Sometimes I forget just how small she is, but am reminded now and then and look at her in awe. Because she takes up so much room in life, she literally is larger than life. And the blessing of Rascal in my life that came with DSB, is nearly as wonderful. That pup knows how to give kisses and always climbs into my lap when I am in tears, looking to make it all better.
2013 was not the best year, but it was not the worst. Writing this post, I am reminded of all the beautiful relationships and loves I have in my life. Which, I suppose, was really the prompt author’s intent, right? 😀
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