On The Way
For Writer’s Quote Wednesday 2015, this week, I selected a quote by Maya Angelou.
Other than a few photo challenges and several Writers’ Quote Wednesday 2015 posts, I was on a Blogging Break during April and May. Sometimes, stepping away from that which we enjoy opens our space up to receive even greater joy and happiness.
This is exactly what happened with me during April and May when gifted with the opportunity to spend quality time with my visiting granddaughters as well as a cousin that I had not seen for more than eight years.
I needed a series of three posts to record most of what happened during this blogging break.
Part 1: Granddaughters Visit
Lady C, 23-years-old, and Cupcake, 6-years-old, visited us during their spring break, in April. It was a busy week filled with planned and unplanned activities.
We started off with a day at Walt Disney’s Magic Kingdom where Hubby and I both agreed that walking around in this huge theme park was not an option. We rented scooters.
Even with scooters it was difficult to keep up with the granddaughters as we moved from attraction to attraction maneuvering our way through huge crowds.
Lady C has visited Magic Kingdom, almost yearly, since she was 3-years-old. This was only the fourth visit for Cupcake; and, she still gets over stimulated when she enters Disney’s world of fantasy.
Our second outing was to the Wet N’ Wild Water Park. Walking or scooting through the water park observing our precious granddaughters climb up to high towers and plunge down into a body of water, was more stress than Hubby and I could handle. We chose to relax in a rented Cabana.
As the Florida heat rose, we sought relief and closed off the cabana to the hot sun rays but left the back panels open for a nice breeze. It made for a serene and relaxing day.
Throughout the day, the granddaughters returned to the cabana to raid the small refrigerator we had filled up with our own special snacks and drinks.
After a full-day at the water park, we were all exhausted. The next day was a relaxation day at home with a quick trip to the nail shop for a mani/pedi.
Cupcake, always the creative one, chose to have every nail and toe painted a different color; and, Lady C went for a very subtle apple green color.
The granddaughters and I, on our last outing spent a quiet Sunday afternoon painting at a local pottery gallery.
Lady C and I painted vases.
There were an unbelievable number of pottery pieces and it took Cupcake a while to decide. But, she finally picked one of her favorite pets — a cat — like the one at her Grandma Cebby’s house.
Here’s a look at our masterpieces.
I am grateful that this blog opened my space up to record my life experiences. For, if my memory fades and/or when I leave this world there is a record of those things that brought both happiness and sadness into my space.
Finally, our children and grandchildren live thousands of miles away; and, I am especially blessed in their presence.
I painted this Santa Claus pecan resin figurine more than twenty years ago. During the Xmas holiday seasons, my eldest daughter displays the figurines that I painted those many years ago. And, every year, she carefully packs them away.
In fact, I took this photo when I stayed in her home this past Thanksgiving.
Several days ago, I was showing photos of my Santa paintings to a friend. And, for the first time I noticed the missing head on the little girl.
I checked with my daughter who did not realize it had broken. She said,
“Things that we cherish break, but I choose to keep the broken as a cherished memory.”
This week, I selected a quote from a newly found author, Pauline Elizabeth Hopkins:
Hopkins was born on August 13, 1859 in Portland, Maine. Introduced to the performing arts at an early age, she wrote and performed skits with her family’s group, The Hopkins Colored Troubadours.
She, also, was a playwright, journalist, short story writer, biographer and editor.
Written in 1900, her first novel Contending Forces: A Romance Illustrative of Negro Life North and South, dealt with miscegenation and Post-Civil War race relations; and between 1901 and 1903, she published three serial novels in the Colored American Magazine:
Hopkins writings, fiction and nonfiction, covered:
Little is known about the last twenty-five years of Hopkins life which ended in 1930 during a house fire.
Hopkins first novel as well as her three serial novels are in The Schomburg Library of Nineteenth Century Black Women released by The Oxford Press in 1988.
Thank you Colleen for Writers Quote Wednesday, 2015. I enjoy sharing my favorite author quotes as well as the quotes from previously unknown authors. Participating in this weekly challenge has opened my space to reconnect with known authors and has led me down the path of discovering new authors.
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