Good morning dear Reader!......I am better today after my Restless Bum Syndrome! Thanks' for asking.....
As I woke this morning I found that I was cuddled up to our littlest dog, Ollie, or Baby as we call him, because he is just like one......His little head was on my pillow and he was fast asleep curled into me.....It was lovely....An overwhelming feeling of love enveloped me and I felt sheer contentment.....This, for our little Ollie, is a big thing....He was badly treated by his former owner and for him to show complete trust and affection like that is wonderful.....He doesn't sleep with us, he just jumps up on the bed usually in the early morning and seems to like just being near us......Got me thinking though, about the various kinds of love in this crazy, wonderful world.....
There is the love we have for our animals......They provide us with companionship and unconditional love and all we have to do is to provide shelter, food and water for them.....my lot are here now at my feet as I type....I think I have told you before, I call them my entourage.....I get up, they get up. I sit down, they sit down...I run downstairs, they run downstairs.....it's lovely....especially as they are all from abusive homes. They are all rescue dogs so it's lovely to be able to give them a loving environment to live in after what they have been through....They love us and we love them!
It's just a bonus that they don't shred their hair and they don't have a doggy odour being cross poodles and Bichon Frise......
Then there is Puppy Love.....This is the first love we all feel as teenagers or as they say, in the first blush of youth......This is a beautiful love.....It's usually all-consuming, intense, brief and memorable.... Who doesn't remember their first love........It doesn't usually involve stalking as was my first experience.....Still feel sorry for the poor sod!
Then there is the love we feel for our parents, grandparents and our siblings, Aunts, Uncles, Cousins and assorted relatives.....We can't choose our relatives, so we don't have to love them but, usually we do.....The love of one's parents is very powerful......We don't realise what they mean to us until they are gone...Unfortunately, we all learn that as we get older and our parents pass.
Then we fall in love! Do you remember when you truly feel in love for the first time....I do!.....It was a brief kiss over a gate that did it! I was 20 and my husband, who was just a workmate at the time, gave me a birthday kiss over the gate of the house I lived in.....I floated into the house on a velvety cloud, butterflies in my tummy, heart thumping, body tingling, a catch in my throat.......Stupid grin on my dial! It was at that moment that I realised that I was, for the first time, truly, truly in love.....What a wonderful feeling....Looking forward to seeing him every day with those butterflies in my tummy and my body tingling in anticipation.....then getting married after a lovely courtship, (or in our case, living in sin - well, is was the 70's) and even now, after 36 years, I still get butterflies when I know he is coming home from work and I try to make sure that I am always presentable. You know, hair combed, decent clothes on, even lipstick sometimes....Call me old-fashioned, but I love the fact that he comes home and plants a kiss on my lips as soon as he comes through the door and I kiss him back and we go on with our evening....so happy to be with each other......I love that we still get so emotional when we make love, that sometimes it is so beautiful, that I cry.......
The strongest love we can ever feel though, has got to be for our children......You find out that you are having a baby and the joy is amazing.....The first time you see that child you are hit like a ton of bricks with a sudden burst of overwhelming, fierce and protective love........It is like nothing on this earth.....This little pink, black, or yellow (as mine were-they both had jaundice) thing sleeping in your arms is a product of both of your genes. He is totally reliant on you for everything.....He can't walk, talk, feed himself or even regulate his temperature when first born and it is up to you to provide all those things for him and teach him to be a decent, loving, caring person......You mark every milestone from first smile to first word, first crawl, first walk, first day at school etc. It is huge, but totally worth it.
We should all have the love of life....A lot of us lose the way sometimes but, if we all just stopped and looked around us.....even if it just to watch a butterfly dancing from plant to plant in the garden, or a ladybug sitting on a leaf.....Look at the sun shinning on the water or reflected over the ocean.....Listen to the birds singing while they are sitting in the trees, reveling in life. Look at a smile on a strangers face..... smile back!.....Watch a puppy or a kitten playing........Don't let the constant bad news in the newspapers and the television get you down.....this world is a beautiful place and love is what makes it all worth it....Even if you don't have family......you can love an animal or you can love a hobby.....like I love drawing, but, most of all just love being alive! The world is constantly changing and evolving and don't let the doom and gloom brigade let you see it anyway other than, amazing!
Hi, At 59 I am just finding my feet in the world...So exciting! I have learnt a lot over the years.....gone from being extremely hard up to living a very comfortable life and loving every single minute of it.......My boys are grown up and living good lives themselves and I am so proud of them.......I have the best husband in the world (most of the time anyway....hahaha) and I have 3 dogs who I just adore and they adore me...... I try to live by my motto ......"Be like the sun....let your warmth shine through always"