Friday, November 9, 2012

FRIDAY'S LETTERS...

Dear great horned owl outside my bedroom window.  I am fascinated by your sound.  I lie awake at night and listen to your amazing, soft, sound echo through the woods.  I have asked God to let me see you.  I have just read about you and researched your hooting sound so that I could be sure of your species.  I am thrilled to know you are so close, you are music to my ears and your elusiveness intrigues me.  Thank you for your company, may you find many rodents to feast upon in the nature sanctuary I refer to as my yard.
Dear readers, I have decided to get a bit more personal on suitcase vignettes by joining a link up that I found on Kezzie's blog.   Thank you Kezzie!   She wrote her Friday Letters in one of her posts and I can't tell you how much this style of writing appealed to me.  I decided to add photos to personalize my letters.  These letters are more for me to express myself and my feelings.  I hope you don't mind.  I have found that this way of expressing myself is good for me and helps me organize my thoughts.   Some letters may be deep and personal and others may be funny and lighthearted.    If you would like to join this link up, go here  grab a button and begin writing.  Also, read others' letters too while you are there.  
Dear Timothy, my heart, your little face gives me more joy than you will ever know or understand.  When I rescued you from a parking lot in Philadelphia from the cold and threat of raccoons harming you as you were only 4 weeks old, my heart changed forever.   I am risking the chance of someone reading this thinking I am crazy for saying this but I don't care.  I have love in my heart so big that I think it will explode sometimes.  This must be how a mama feels about her child, I know that you are a cat but you are also my little baby rescue who I am responsible for and who I love unconditionally.  God sent you to me personally.  This, I know for sure.


Dear mom, we have not spoken since March when I had my breast reduction surgery.  I think of you often and wonder how long you will continue to be so upset with me that you choose not to speak to me.  The thing that upset me the most is that you did not take the time to let me know you were upset but chose to ignore my phone call and card on Mother's day.  I wish you well and hope that you come around.  This is a photo of you at Christmas when you were in your twenties.  I would love to duplicate this scene some year and pose as you wearing a groovy vintage dress and pig tails.  Not sure about bangs for me but they look good on you.  I forgive you.  DAWN XO

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16 comments:

BIKBIK AND RORO said...

Beautiful bird -- how fortunate he is living near you. Trust you are safe and well, take care.

Erica Franks said...

I need to do a post like this too. I've seen a lot of them around and that style is very appealing. I'm glad you're going to open up a little more on your blog. It's nice to be able to get to know a blogger on a more personal level. Your letter to your mom is heartbreaking and inspiring at the same time. Hope she comes around.

xo

Adrienne Smith said...

Thanks for stopping by my blog, Dawn! Your last letter makes me feel pretty sad. I am sorry you are going through that with your mom. I don't know the whole story, but... I couldn't even imagine!

Best wishes!

Melanie said...

You have an owl like that outside your room? How lucky you are! I am often woken by a Tawney owl and a Barn owl having a territory dispute which if I were already awake would amuse me but when woken by it, it is greeted by a complete lack of humour! I love owls though and once had a year old barn owl perched upon my shoulder.

I don't think your love for Timmy is at all silly, I am still feeling the loss of my rescued house bunny Grace who died in September and my love for her was/is overwhelming so I know what you feel for your cat is far from silly.

I'm sorry that you are having problems with your mum, I think these are the hardest to contend with. The Christmas photo of her is lovely.

xx

pastcaring said...

Dawn, it's good to write from the heart from time to time, I am sure your followers will appreciate it.
Fabulous owl, how great to have him living nearby.
I know just what you mean about Timothy, I adore my cats with a passion, and it's not a kid substitute thing cos I have kids as well!
I'm sorry your relationship with your mum is problematic at the moment, I wonder if it can be resolved? Did you sort the issue with your sister that you wrote about a while back? Families... they can be so great but also so bloody difficult! Your mum was a stylish girl back then, I love the pic of her in your side bar too.
Have a great weekend, my friend. xxx

Kat said...

I admire people that are strong enough to open up on their blog about their personal triumphs and struggles. It can be a reminder to other bloggers to be thankful for what they have in their lives, can be a source of shared joy or misery, or can simply remind you that there's a whole life going on behind the periodic posts. The animals in your life are lucky to have such a caring owner. I'm sorry for whatever happened between your and your mom and I hope you are able to mend your relationship.

Anonymous said...

I love the idea of the photo accompanied letters. I enjoyed each one, although the one with your mom hit a bit close to home. I hope things improve soon. Been enjoying your blog for some time and think you look fabulous. And if you feel better, that's a big bonus. Enjoy your holidays!

Thrifted Shift said...

I so hope you and your mom can sit down and talk soon. Life is too short to waste months being angry at loved ones! Thinking of you...

Sara Flynn said...

Dawn this is great post. I get out my feelings on my blogg sometimes without directing at who they are really about, maybe sometimes I should just put it all out there! I hope everything between you and your mom works out. AND I think Timothy is adorable (and I am not a cat person, so big compliment there ;) ) and he if could talk would thank you! AND as an animal lover, thank you!

Sara
http://seventwentysomethings.blogspot.com/

TheTinyHeart said...

Aww Dawn, I'm so sad that you and your mom haven't spoken in so long. I agree with Vivienne, life is too short!

I love my dogs like they're my babies so I can totally relate!

-Sharon
The Tiny Heart

Kim (A Very Sweet Blog) said...

Dawn, i love your blog any which way you write it girl. There was an owl around my house too. I never saw it, but always heard it. Unfortunately i don't hear him anymore. Hope you get to see it. Awwww, about your cat! I had two dogs once and they were definitely like family. So sorry to hear about what's going on between you and your mom. That's crazy! Why is she doing this? You're the nicest and sweetest person EVER. I can't eve fathom this. You made a decision that made you feel better and the surgery went well. I know she hasn't answered to the other things, but keep trying. Maybe spend a weekend together or go out for dinner. Exasperate all possibilities. If she doesn't respond then, it's on her! But at least you can say you did everything possible. So sad :(
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Teddi said...

heartfelt and genuine with love. :)

two birds said...

i'm sorry dawn. you are a great daughter (and person in general) (and i know this even though i've never met you), and i hope your mom comes around soon. i can only imagine that people's lives aren't quite as good without you in them, so i hope she calls soon!!

Ms. Dainty Doll said...

This was beautiful...loved the last letter :) Your Mother...gorgeous gorgeous!! xo

Kezzie said...

I like your approach to this Dawn! And thanks for saying thanks! Well, a good idea always spreads and I got it from another blogger whose blog I saw it on! I wonder who you're going to inspire to join in!

Eileen said...

Dawm the picture of your mother is from Eldridge Gardens in the early 1970's your mom was around 26, 27, in the background is my Dad, wearing his pink shirt!

Good Photo

Eileen

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