This will always be a favorite shot of me and my Mom. Here we are out together playing in the rocks at Nannie and Papa's place out in House Springs. I loved that place. There's not a doubt in my mind that this was the beginning of my "rock girl" self! For some reason, I always felt safe and happy in that place.
Is it any wonder that today, I am living surrounded by stone?
A week into this "new book;" I am realizing that living into this life is most important. Sounds easy, huh? It should be, but it's not.
I've been sleeping later in these mornings. The bird surround sound and bells are still my gentle whisper that the day has begun.
Even Lola, is sleeping by the window or on our big chair later than usual. Just looking at her fills me with so much love.
I knew it was Mother's Day and VE Day when I woke.
There's also been so much talk on the news of Putin pushing harder in Ukraine, to be able to declare victory on this date as Russia did in 1945.
The world is watching, often in horror at the comparisons.
Interestingly, the book I was reading and enjoyed finishing, None Stood Taller-The Final Year: One of the greatest love stories of World War Two, By Peter Turnham, climaxed on just this day in 1945.
While I've always been interested in the resistance, living here has brought those times and those stories even closer.
I have ravenously read many books about WWII, the Resistance, the SOE, the pillaged art, Ravensbruck and other camps, and so much more.
This morning, it carried me to Mom and Dad.
Mom would have been 14 and Dad 15.
They hadn't even met yet.
Both had older brothers that were in the military and served during WWII. Eventually, Dad joined the Air Force, Mom went over to the UK to marry Dad in '53, and I was born there in '54.
Reading this book and feeling those times, carried me there and back through history to today. I confess, to having past life feelings for this time period in history, long before I began reading in depth. I've often thought it was just listening to the stories Mom and Dad and other family members shared over the years. But then again, how serendipitous was this morning?
This is where the living into your life and paying attention becomes important. It's the richness of life that comes to you when you have the luxury of being able to live into it and enjoy more (or at all) because you are paying attention.
Happy Mother's Day, Victory in Europe Day, AND Happy Sunday!