Checking the messages on the answering machine after being gone for almost two weeks, we heard from dear friends we haven't seen for several years. They just wanted to visit awhile and wish us a Merry Christmas. It was a lovely thing to do. We decide to touch bases with those we love, not by Facebook or email, by phone. The calls didn't take that long and after talking to friends and loved ones, my husband and I felt all warm and fuzzy inside. I suppose that's what you get when you simply reach out and let someone know they're important. It is a lovely thing to do. Happy New Year's Eve! 
Enter the world of Jillian Bradley and her Yorkie companion Teddy, where afternoon tea is served and murderers are brought to justice.
Saturday, December 31, 2011
Want a Blessing?
Checking the messages on the answering machine after being gone for almost two weeks, we heard from dear friends we haven't seen for several years. They just wanted to visit awhile and wish us a Merry Christmas. It was a lovely thing to do. We decide to touch bases with those we love, not by Facebook or email, by phone. The calls didn't take that long and after talking to friends and loved ones, my husband and I felt all warm and fuzzy inside. I suppose that's what you get when you simply reach out and let someone know they're important. It is a lovely thing to do. Happy New Year's Eve! Thursday, December 29, 2011
A Real Friend is a Friend Forever
Someone once said that by the time you reach your 25th anniversary, if you have seven real friends, you are fortunate indeed. At least seven friends is a lovely thing, indeed. We had the privilege of having two of our seven friends over for lunch today. 
My daughter and I made Boston clam chowder in sourdough bread bowls and a grilled chicken salad. My granddaughter made her famous pumpkin muffins with cream cheese frosting and walnuts for dessert. All ten of us sat around the dining room table under the beautiful crystal chandelier for several hours, chatting about our lives. The most gratifying thing about our luncheon was the love we still have for each other, even though it's been five years since we moved away. I love the old song that says: Make new friends, but keep the old. One is silver and the other gold. We had a lovely time together. Saying goodbye was hard, but we'll see them again. It's what friends do.
Tuesday, December 27, 2011
Dreams and Goals
I believe when dreams are translated into concrete goals and you focus on them everyday (except Sunday when it's a good idea to rest) then those dreams will come true. In January 2011 I listed 16 goals and they have all become realities. I don't know about you, but I can't wait to make my list for 2012! Blessings to you all! |
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Monday, December 26, 2011
Wednesday, December 14, 2011
MERRY CHRISTMAS AND A HAPPY NEW YEAR!
My husband and I have been renewing old acquaintances lately, thanks to Facebook and LinkedIn. And it's not over yet! We plan on seeing even more friends over the holidays in California. I just wanted to tell you how much we treasure your friendships. Hopefully, as we travel on business in 2012 we can touch bases with many more of you. I'm amazed at the doors my writing has opened for me to meet new people and begin new friendships. I believe having relationships with people I love is really the highlight of my life.
So, as 2011 draws to a close, I wanted to tell you how glad we are to have all our old friends, and how lovely it is to have met all of you new ones this year.
Merry Christmas and Happy New Year
from Ted and Nancy Jill
So, as 2011 draws to a close, I wanted to tell you how glad we are to have all our old friends, and how lovely it is to have met all of you new ones this year.
Merry Christmas and Happy New Year
from Ted and Nancy Jill
Monday, December 12, 2011
IT'S THE MOST WONDERFUL TIME OF THE YEAR
P.S. I've been inspired to write a new book for Christmas next year. "Waiting for Santa" is scheduled to be out October of 2012.
Tuesday, December 6, 2011
Beautiful Prose
Muriel Barbery is a Normandy philosophy professor, who writes her profound thoughts on the human race in this captivating and satirical novel. I was struck by a passage in which she writes, “Yes, the world may aspire to vacuousness, lost souls mourn beauty, insignificance surrounds us. Then let us drink a cup of tea. Silence descends, one hears the wind outside, autumn leaves rustle and take flight, the cat sleeps in a warm pool of light. And, with each swallow, time is sublimed.”
Perhaps you could invite someone to have a cup of tea, and enjoy a moment of time sublimed.
Nancy Jill
