.
.
.
Welcome
.
.
Make yourself at home. Put your feet up. Grab your favorite beverage and prepare to enjoy the reads.
.
.
.
Make yourself at home. Put your feet up. Grab your favorite beverage and prepare to enjoy the reads.
.
.
Saturday
What to Name It?
When you become aware
you are faced with death,
you begin to live
every moment of your life
to the fullest extent
of your capabilities.
All the troublesome behaviors
others would aim at you
no longer have meaning.
They are not worth
your precious moments.
You take no guff from anyone
and you allow yourself to be free
in order to live out
whatever life you have left
as happily as possible.
Why can't everyone live that free in the first place?
~~~Elizabeth Munroz
Friday
Photo Friday - Photo Art
Jessie was 14 when she had her first surgery for a benign bone tumor condition called osteochondromatosis.
She had several surgeries yearly after that, losing her tibia in one of them.
I met her when a number of friends from the MHE support group decided to meet and spend a week together. Jessie died of complications of her last surgery with a blood clot to her heart. This is her pretty smiling face from that time we met, and I must wanted to create something beautiful for her mother.

This was my Mother's cat, BooBoo who came to live with me whilst Mother went to live in a Nursing home.
BooBoo had the sweetest personality. One day I snapped her picture and something told me she had a firey wild self to her, so I put her picture in Photoshop, and worked on it until BooBoo was satisfied!
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)
