I love that last image of the snowman becoming the children's friend 💛.
As an American, this week has been...I don't know if I have the words. It is awful and scary and terrifying.
Glimmers: this is a good thing to think about, thank you. This morning I woke up to the sounds of my six-year-old having a battle with his stuffed animals. One animal was sentenced to maximum security prison, but it was only for two years (I don't know where he heard the words "maximum security prison" 😳). He is always making up stories and it's delightful.
My husband came down with a crazy fever last Friday, but no one else got sick and he is better. I'm so thankful for that.
It's very cold but so, so sunny here. The light in the middle of such a dark time is a blessing.
I just read your last post, love it, and glad you are finding your space on Substack, I have found it to be a very welcoming and friendly space!! Wow, you live in Australia - I am jealous!! - I spent 3 months in Aus 10yrs ago and miss it terribly!!
Rather than frost-bitten from clearing the windscreen"
Thanks muchly for this glimmer, Lisa! Having recently retired, I'm still struggling a bit with getting used to not having "to do stuff". Your poem, however, reminded me just how much I do NOT miss the commute both ways on snowy and stupid-cold days such as we've had the last couple weeks.
Sending you warmth and safety on your side of The Pond!
I love that last image of the snowman becoming the children's friend 💛.
As an American, this week has been...I don't know if I have the words. It is awful and scary and terrifying.
Glimmers: this is a good thing to think about, thank you. This morning I woke up to the sounds of my six-year-old having a battle with his stuffed animals. One animal was sentenced to maximum security prison, but it was only for two years (I don't know where he heard the words "maximum security prison" 😳). He is always making up stories and it's delightful.
My husband came down with a crazy fever last Friday, but no one else got sick and he is better. I'm so thankful for that.
It's very cold but so, so sunny here. The light in the middle of such a dark time is a blessing.
Thanks Margaret. It's always helpful to look at the Glimmers and take comfort that things may be terrifying out there, but there is hope 💚
I really like how we can lend that hope to each other by sharing the glimmers. Thank you again.
I was there with you. This is always a hard time of year for me. And today’s wind is overwhelming too. Love your poem. *closes eyes and snoozes now*
Loved reading this - you wrote about glimmers and my last post was about sparkles 🥰
I just read your last post, love it, and glad you are finding your space on Substack, I have found it to be a very welcoming and friendly space!! Wow, you live in Australia - I am jealous!! - I spent 3 months in Aus 10yrs ago and miss it terribly!!
Thank you for your poem and post. I needed them both. I'm on the lookout for glimmers now.
Thanks LeeAnn, I'm glad they helped you, and I hope you find some of your own!! 💚
I love the hope you've found in these dark times and your poem is delightful! Thank you!
Thanks Trudi :)
"Content that I do not have to battle through
the chaos of the morning rush hour
My hands warming around my cup of tea
Rather than frost-bitten from clearing the windscreen"
Thanks muchly for this glimmer, Lisa! Having recently retired, I'm still struggling a bit with getting used to not having "to do stuff". Your poem, however, reminded me just how much I do NOT miss the commute both ways on snowy and stupid-cold days such as we've had the last couple weeks.
Sending you warmth and safety on your side of The Pond!
Thanks Joan, there's always a glimmer out there, and I'm glad I've helped you see one at least today!! Stay warm 😊
I loved sharing Lorna’s workshop with you, and this post, including your poem is great! Hope to see you at the next one 🥰
Thanks Sally, it was really lovely, and you will definitely see me at the next one! :)