quiet time...

Outside the wind is howling like crazy, but here inside it is cozy and quiet. Except for the sound of the howling wind... ;) I am so grateful this morning for the gift of time... to think, and keep in touch with loved ones, and play happy homemaker all the while. I love my plants that make me feel like I am in a balmy green climate, and the beautiful furnace which keeps us warm right through gale-force, blizzard temperature winds. Really, I was thinking the other day as I luxuriated in the steamy shower, of how many people in how many places have never had that simple pleasure. How blessed we are. I wish I could share these comforts with everyone. I can wish naiive things like that, if I want to. And I do...
Yesterday I watched my sweet little daughter sitting with a very old lady she had happened to meet in a local old folks' home... she was so intent and caring. She listened to Eileen's stories of hiding in bomb shelters in London during the war, when Eileen was 12. I cannot imagine my young daughter facing the horrors of war- so young. But I believe it is very important for Mary to listen to these experiences. I hope she will cherish the peace and freedom we are so blessed with.

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