Your Reflection

Every night I hear her coming. she is very quite, she will come and sit beside you, without making a single noise, before you can be aware she will be sitting very close arms around you, intoxicating the mind with her sweet fragrance, she will take you by the hand and walk towards the bed room, ask you to get ready and come to bed … the moment you put your head on the pillow , she will kiss your forehead, and whisper in your ears, sweet dreams my Love

Her name is Sleep .

You are the happy in happiness of my life. You are the joy I feel listening to a melodious song . You are the anchor that keeps me grounded in life. You are the dream I keep having over and over, dream that I look forward to coming true . I love the feeling of loving you .

I don’t even want to think about life without you. I cant imagine not being able to call you at least once a week sometimes more. I don’t want to go thru life without your company, how will I know myself without you, who will tell me what my voice sound like, or how much I am loved ?

It is what you see reflected in the mirror of your heart. There are as many definitions as there are hearts. We see what we feel, we feel what we have experienced, we experience what we draw towards us, and we draw towards us what is best to help us learn and grow

Jan of 2017

It was one of the turning points in my life. Something happened that turned my life up side down. When I finally was able to get up on my feet, I found myself looking at a dust cloud of broken dreams, but I decided to continue to walk rather than standing still.

I picked up my daughters old painting brush and some old oil paints, found a small canvas, which had something already drawn on it with pencil , I started painting and has not stopped still. It gave me a channel to plant some colors not only on the canvas but also in my mind