Do you remember the good old days. . .
and . . . an . . .
Everyday when it got close to the time for the mail to come
I would keep an eye out for mailman
always watching, hoping, waiting
for envelopes or packages with my name on it.
Those were the good old days.
I am loving my words for this year.
It's been fun finding ways to practice this.
Letters created from white cards and little colored paper pieces
Packages sent to friends.
Little messages on facebook to brighten a friend's day.
Words to build up people around me.
Oh and yes.
I also have discovered how fun it is to sew on
with pink thread.
You will find all the brown paper
in our house sewed into a heap.
Can I come find to your house and use yours?!