- A nice dinner and fire afterwards with Nancy & Bud.
- The support that they have always given us.
- Nancy echoing our feelings that they have been more like parent figures to us than landlords/mortgage holders.
- Being loved for who we are.
- Richard surprising my by spreading the mulch I got in the front flower bed.
- The incredible pasta dish Richard whipped up last night.
- The "Harry Potter" movie being in theaters now and plans to see it this week.
- The creativity of JK Rowling and how her writing gets me in touch with the child in me that loves make-believe, pretend, fairies, goblins, trolls, witches and magic. Which reminds me of a poem I wrote when I was 17:
Rainbows and Unicorns, of these things dreams are born.
Leprechauns, pots of gold, fairy tales, yet untold.
Woodkins, sprites and elves, are they real we ask ourselves.
Mermaids, waterbabies, Maub the Queen of these things a child does dream.
Spells woven on golden spinning wheels, their silvery magic a child does feel.
The things we give up at childhood's end make us feel as if we've lost a lifelong friend.
- Words and using them artfully.
- The child in all of us.
- You, my little imp, you!
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