Last week my little baby turned 5. How that happened I do not know. Surely she has just arrived? But no, 5 she is! What a fabulous 5 years this little unexpected gift has given me. When I thought I was all done with having babies (my oldest is 20), she came along with her easy going, sweet, good natured ways and showed me how much fun being a new mum after the age of 40 could be.
My little Lizzy Lou, dinosaur girl, how I love you.
The day before my little girl turned 5, the lovely Elspeth Thompson died. I never met her but was an avid reader of her blog and books. Because of this wonderful blogging world where we all correspond like pen friends I feel as if I did know her and have felt sad about her passing ever since I heard the news.
She loved this poem by Thomas A Clark -
May the best hour of the day be yours.
May luck go with you from hill to sea.
May you stand against the prevailing wind.
May no forest intimidate you.
May you look out from your own eyes.
May near and far attend you.
May you bathe your face in the sun’s rays.
May you have milk, cream, substance.
May your actions be effective.
May your thoughts be affective.
May you will both the wild and the mild.
May you sing the lark from the sky.
May you place yourself in circumstance.
May you be surrounded by goldfinches.
May you pause among alders.
May your desire be infinite.
May what you touch be touched.
May the company be less for your leaving.
May you walk alone beneath the stars.
May your embers still glow in the morning.
I am sure her embers will glow in the hearts of the many people she touched during her all too short life. My thoughts are with her family. Pin It