Sunday, June 21, 2009


When I think of "good times" I always feel the presence of my Father in them. During past lives regression therapy, we go through earlier stages of the present life, mainly happy moments, to help us do the transition to the other lives.

When I go back to my childhood I always remember coming home from Church with my Father. I was about 7 years old, my sister was a baby and she was not allowed to go to church at that age (babies made too much noise and would distract the old ladies). As so, my Mother had to stay home to babysit her, while we went to Church together. We always came back from Church through the public garden, just the two of us, talking and laughing, hand on hand, knowing that while we were in church, my Mother had prepared a nice lunch and that the four of us would be sharing that meal the moment we walked through the door.
We have shared a lot of happy moments around the table, sharing the food that my Mother always prepared, just for the four of us...the five of us...the six of us and so on... as our small family grew.
Now a days, when my family is sharing a meal, I still feel my Father's presence and his name is often mentioned through out the meal by my husband or my kids.

Happy Father's Day

Saturday, June 6, 2009


JUNE 6TH, 1977 a bundle of joy was born!
I want to thank you for all the Joy that you have brought into our lives and tell you that no matter how old you are, you are always that same bundle of joy and happiness to us.
Wishing you all the LOVE & HAPPINESS in the world!
You deserve it!

Monday, June 1, 2009

Valued Follower Award

Thank you Seeker for sharing with me this lovely award that you have received from your friend Sallymandy from the blue kimono.

I will treasure it forever!

Here’s the text that comes with it:

“This award is given especially to these readers. Your visits and comments make me happy to be a blogger. I learn from you, your comments, and your blogs more than I can say.

In the words of Voltaire, ‘Appreciation is a wonderful thing: it makes what is excellent in others belong to us as well.’