Wednesday, June 22, 2011

The Brightest Summer

de·light (d-lt)
1. Great pleasure; joy.
2. Something that gives great pleasure or enjoyment.
v. de·light·ed, de·light·ing, de·lights

Yes, this summer has been a very bright one, I have not seen the sun very much outside, but within myself. It has been the loveliest time in my life in quite a while and that has been an unexpected surprise.

                                      This is one very small example:

                                       Banana chocolate chip pancakes...

One may think making these perfect little pancakes is a small thing in a big world, but when someone is thoughtful in even the littlest of ways I notice it and those acts of kindness are greatly appreciated...There is always more to a sweet act ~more than what meets the eye ...

Yes, he is someone very special and I have had feelings of happiness.

These are just a few of his positive qualities:

*He is extremely kind, gentle, and friendly.
*Communication is there and he can express his feelings easily.
*Handsome! Handsome! Handsome!
*Giving~He will drop everything to help someone~from his family to a player he coaches~ at any time.
*Passionate about his job, family, coaching, and friends,  I love it!
*He is a great listener and I already regard him as someone special that I can trust and depend on..

I am keeping my fingers crossed, it can't hurt to cross my toes too!

So far for my summer of 2011 checklist:

1) Chicago trip with DAHL-check
2) adorable guy-check
3) family time-check
4) running time-check

As I mentioned previously, not a lot of summer sunshine outside...but that's shockingly okay with me, for right now...

This little "man" has also helped to make my summer look a lot brighter!

I have loved having more free time to see my family and friends this summer! ~I love my shining Matthew!~

Speaking of feelings~For me, trusting again and not being afraid to take any risks is even tougher. Sometimes you have to face your fears to avoid losing that which is new and dear to you.

I think a lot about Kahlil Gibran's writings on love from his book, The Prophet:

But if you love and must needs have desires, let these be your desires:

To melt and be like a running brook that sings its melody to the night.
To know the pain of too much tenderness.
To be wounded by your own understanding of love;
And to bleed willingly and joyfully.
To wake at dawn with a winged heart and give thanks for another day of loving;
To rest at the noon hour and meditate love's ecstasy;
To return home at eventide with gratitude;
And then to sleep with a prayer for the beloved in your heart and a song of praise upon your lips.