Co-inky-dinks and waterfalls

Several years ago I began to experience synchronicity. Woody and I had just started dating when it began to happen. I awakened to the sound of a train going by. The rumble reminded me of the time I had visited Dry Falls, a waterfall near Highlands, North Carolina.You could walk under the shelf as the water flowed over and down in front. It caused the earth to tremble from the enormous energy and force of nature. The power scared me then. But not this day. This day, I was full of courage, hope and life. I longed to feel that power in a new way, with my new love. I wanted to feel the "earth move". LOL. I decided to ask Woody to take me there, but first, I needed to go to Louisiana to see my father. I was asked by a family member to bring a picture of Woody. I went over to Woody's and he offered me a cup of coffee. I asked him if he had a picture of himself that I could have. He said "yes". I watched as he walked to his bedroom, opened a drawer and took out a picture. As he got closer, he held the picture up so that I could see it. It was a picture of him, standing in front of a beautiful waterfall. I was astounded. I asked him if it was the waterfall of my past. Dry Falls?! He said it was. I was speechless. Unbeknown to him, I had just been thinking of the waterfall that morning. Our relationship was so new. I knew that it was a special moment in time. A sign of God's hand in my life. An affirmation of my new path. I framed the picture that weekend. Even now, it sits on my nightstand, after fourteen years. It is a reminder to me of that special day. Being in tune with God and the flow of life. I would visualize the future and my life would flow toward it. Many more of these incidents have happened since. I plan to share a few more. God has truly blessed me with this little gift. My co-inky-dinks. His way of saying hello.

Sweet Samarah

 

Bragging on my sweet daughter is probably not what I am supposed to do. Most people would not. Having lost so many people in my life at such young ages, I don't ration my praise or my love according to what is acceptable to anyone else. I love everyone. If you happen to read my blog I probably love you too! I am so grateful for the people I have left. A few weeks ago, Samarah showed up at my house with this little Golden Book; Rupert the Rhinoceros and a little tea cup with Johnny Jump Ups on it. I collect children's books. She said that she got the tea cup because I told her a story about when I was a little girl. I wanted my momma to have a collection of tea cups. My grandmother had one and I wanted my momma to have one too. I began babysitting for fifty cents an hour and washing the neighbors windows to buy her these little treasures. I would go to Dixie Hardware and bring my two or three dollars and get them for birthdays, Mother's Days, Christmas or just when I wanted my mother to know how much I loved her. One day, after several years of collecting them, a young man came over to our house and accidently knocked over the cabinet in which they were displayed. Every one of the dozen or so were smashed to pieces. I was in shock. We all tried to make him feel better so it wasn't until later that I cried. Samarah brought me a tea cup and I love her for the thought. Last night I arrived at her house and Lilli came running up to me with these little fall squashes. I was so excited that Samarah gave these things to me. It may seem like a small thing to someone else. It is huge to me because I see so many relationships in trouble over small things. Things, that if I still had all the people in my life, that have passed on, I might not appreciate. I do appreciate the small, simple, beautiful things in life. Thank you, Samarah for being the best daughter a mother could ask for.