I seem to have a habit ..hording the corks from wine I have consumed.As I tossed one in the bowl the other day the sight of corks piled atop each other made me think.
The thought of how each cork represents those little moments that are happy. How I must capture those moments and savor them. The overwhelming fear and uncertainty can consume you (me) yet I try each day to hold it at bay.
My Little Big Man H is a true anchor. He has the ability at 13 to cut to the bottom line and see some humor in the situation. There is not a day that goes by that he has not brought laughter to my voice.
My Little M the Diva in the making always brings a smile to my face whether it is a quick text message just to say I love you or hearing her sing as she is caught up in her own little world.
My Serious Man Child that always checks in on me just to make sure I am okay and tells me daily that I am in his prayers.
It is these three that keep me going and it is these three that have helped me fill the bowl with moments worth capturing.
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Love the corks Laura - nice pic :-}
Thanks :)
I have saved a few corks for sentimental reasons, I love them. This is a cool thing to save.
Thanks for your comment. I hope we both find employment. Let's start a business....what can we do?
It's always good to have anchors. And it looks like you've got some amazing anchors in your life.
:-)
I used to save the empty wine boxes. The kids used them as building blocks.
The city tried to buy them from me. They said I had enough to build a new business complex for the downtown area.
I'd had a lot of happy moments.
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