Story

 I have been thinking of my dear friend lately, as her birthday is the first day of Spring, and we've had plenty of sunshine this month.  Her name was Mireya, and she was a childhood friend who lived right around the corner from me growing up.  Her family owned the Mexican eatery in my hometown, and she would make me the best red meat tacos, and oh, that sauce!  I often talk about the Mexican restaurant that I go to here in the mountains.  I went there recently, and was talking to the young lady that's new who works there.  She's the sweetest thing.  It was take-out this time, and I picked up my order, and carried on with our conversation.  I asked her what her name was this time, cause she's always so helpful and polite.  She said, "Mireya."  I smiled big, and told her one of my dear friend's name was Mireya.  I asked her how she spelled that, and it's exactly the same way my friend spelled her name.  I went on to tell her that she owned the Mexican eatery in my hometown, and that she passed away and I miss her.  I mentioned that she used to always give me one of the pink cookies or pastries in her shop before I left, and they also sell the pink pastries in this restaurant too.  Mireya was a very good friend, and we would spend many a day at each other's houses, listening to music, going to the dime store, and just hanging out.  In our later years, we would meet for coffee at Starbuck's and catch up on our lives.  I was so surprised when the young lady told me her name, and it brought back fond memories of my beloved friend.

The creek shows hope as it's brimming with water.

Isn't it funny when we de-clutter and are in the process of going through boxes and we find some surprises along the way?  I came across a few things myself.....like the gold rocks, the white rock that I found when me and my son visited the lake, an old discolored doily that my grandmother crocheted, a picture of grandma with the girls (three generations), and the card that she had on her kitchen counter until she passed.  Oh, these things have no meaning to anyone but myself, but still I can never part with them. 

  Going on a bike ride.  Jess said it was so nice to get out after the fires.

Mia having her first friend's house sleepover without her mama.  It was emotional for Nel, and we reminisced about Nel's first sleepover at her friend, Ashley's house when she was little.  

Had a nice chat with my neighbor, Lisa.  She is the neighbor who has the hummingbird feeder at her house.  We talked about the fires that are happening in So Cal.  My brother-in-law from Seattle and my best friend also checked in with me.  It was so good of them.

When I was in the store parking lot, I passed a jeep with a sign on the back of the car.  It said Fear Not.  I didn't get a picture cause I didn't have my camera with me, but it was a beautiful message.

And a few pictures of the home, cause you know it's my favorite place to be.  I love conversation hearts, so when I saw this candle, I thought it was so neat.  It was a bit pricey, but who doesn't appreciate a candle of love?

January is passing swiftly.  Have a splendid week. 🍩

~Sheri