It is a NEW YEAR.

Welcome to Saturday, June 6, 2020.

 

A Saturday morning in June.

 

The skies are grey with tips of white on the horizon.

The trees are swaying back and forth as the wind gusts.

Grass is green and gleaming with the moisture from the overnight and continuing morning rain.

A sleepiness fills my brain.

 

The birds are huddled beneath the leaves on the branches of the nearby trees.

Our neighborhood rabbits are not anywhere to be seen.

The sidewalks and pavement of the streets are wet with rain.

Sounds of only the wind and the rain filling the air.

 

The quietness does not give my body and brain the desire to move about.

We, my body and brain just want to lie back down on the sofa or bed and sleep.

Alvin on the other hand wants to get up and go.

Where I do not know.

 

Push myself during this grey morning, I must.

Otherwise clothes will remain in the laundry basket not clean.

Floor will remain unwashed.

This blog would not get posted.

 

Grateful that our grass is cut and the weeds are pulled.

Outdoor chores all done.

Perhaps it okay to just slow down.

Quiet Saturday?

 

Dreams of zzz’s on the sofa.

Not this day.

Chores to do.

I will say.

 

Not to follow a pattern this poem has done.

Just the words as they come.

I hope you enjoy.

This was fun to do.

Have a great day.

 

 

Living with kindness and respect.

I/We, remain

As Always, Carol & Alvin

 

P.S. truly did complete my outdoor chores last night after work.  We also met up with Georgie and his Grandma P and had a great walk.

Georgie is the cutest chocolate brown doggie and another of Alvin’s friends.

 

 

 

It is a NEW YEAR.

Good Morning and Welcome to Sunday, the 10th day of May, 2020.

Overcast sky with a breeze.

Today is Mother’s Day.

This is an unique one, as they go.

Some children may not be able to visit with their Mothers due to COVID19 and others may live under the same roof.

But whatever your truth is or wherever you may be, you are still able to reach out and tell your MOTHER just how important she is to you.

She doesn’t want huge bouquets of flowers, diamond necklaces, big boxes of chocolates or fancy gifts; she only needs you.

Tell your Mom, your Mother on this Mother’s Day ….. how much you love her, how much your admire her, how grateful you are for everything she has done.

But most of all for just being your Mom.

Keep it simple.

Maybe even write a poem and mail it to her in a card (it would be late but that is okay).

You could write the poem and take a picture of it and text to her OR email her.

I thought perhaps it would be appropriate to share some of my posts from Mother’s Days gone by.

The first is from May 2010 shortly after I began to write this blog, and the other May 2017.

I hope that all the Mothers on the planet are able to have a wonderful day.

Just being safe and in good health.

That is the most important.

Without Mothers we would not be here.

Just to add some colour to this post,

how about some pretty flowers.

I do love flowers.

To add I am having the best Mother’s Day weekend.

Two of my friends came over yesterday morning and we had a fantastic coffee party on the deck.

Keeping in mind the social distancing.

One friend brought Tim’s coffee and donuts.

The other friend surprised we girls with a card, chocolates and a lotto max ticket. (I won $10.00).

Alvin’s BF Teddy came to spend the day and shortly after his arrival, Humphrey came and spent the day with us, too.

The boys all joined we girls on the deck.

When the sun was shining it was warm but when the clouds rolled over it was chilly.

But that did not stop the laughter or the smiles or the conversation.

Have an awesome Mother’s Day.

 

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May 2010 Mother’s Day

I want to tell everyone that may not know or be aware that I have the best daughter on the planet.  Truly she is.  Amanda is warm, charming, loving, giving, compassionate, intelligent, artistic, creative,  and above all else LOVES HER MOTHER !!!

With Mother’s Day just around the corner, I thought that I would share some things with all of you.  My daughter,  really does love me.  We are best friends.  We love the same things.  Like shopping, movies, television, photography, jewellery, purses, puppies, and books.  I am truly the luckiest Mother on the planet.  Now if Al (Alvin) just felt the same.

I want to wish every Mother out there – a very Happy & Special Mother’s Day.

To all the children out there – make sure that you tell your Mothers that you LOVE THEM.  Treat them with the love and respect  that they so richly deserve.  Remember they changed your diapers, read you books, made your Halloween costumes, put band-aids on your “boo boos”, made cupcakes or cookies for the school bake sale,  and were always there when you needed a friend.  Trust me no one else on the planet would be changing your poopy diapers at 3:00 a.m. unless they were your Mother.  Okay, not to offend the Dads out there …… but really mostly the Moms are changing those smelly diapers in the middle of the night.

So CHEERS to all the Moms out there, have a great Mother’s Day weekend.

You deserve nothing but the absolute BEST.

Take Care.  Live Life to the fullest.

Thank you Amanda for being such a great daughter.

HAPPY MOTHER’S DAY TO ALL THE MOTHERS OUT THERE !!

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Good Morning and Welcome to Sunday the 14th day of May, 2017.

Happy Happy Mother’s Day.

Yesterday after a long raining day the sun came out.

Now this morning it is partially overcast and windy but I can see the sun.

I wrote this on the fly on FB, as I wanted to wish all the Mothers  Happy Mother’s Day

My girl just called and they are coming over.

So happy to see them today.

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Happy Happy Mother’s Day “Moms.”
Mothers come in all styles.

They may be yours by birth or they may not.

They may be rich or they may be poor.
They may be light or they may be heavy.

They may be yours, they may be mine.

They may stay at home or work away.
They may cook and clean or maybe hire another.
They may sew or maybe not.
They may bake or not.

But they are always your Mother.
They will always love you.
They will always care about your well-being.
Somedays it may not seem that way but in their hearts, it is true.

I want to wish each and every Mother a very special day.
I hope that you are as blessed as me.

Just remember to be a Mom does not mean you must give birth to a child …… it is the love, care and attention that you give to another being that makes you a Mother.

Happy Mother’s Day.

CYLewis, May 14, 2017

With kindness and respect,

I/We remain,

As Always, Carol & Alvin

 

 

 

 

It is a NEW YEAR.

Hello Monday morning.

I enjoyed, we enjoyed a pancake breakfast with our girl yesterday.

Of course, Alvin did not eat pancakes although he really wanted to have some.

He did have some banana.

We had a great visit and even had time for a game of sequence and a game of JENGA.

Alvin and I enjoyed a walk after the visit.

We even had a visit with one of my neighbours as we passed along their home.

 

Yesterday my sister, one of my longtime friends and a new friend down the street, all celebrated birthdays.

I spoke to my sister on the telephone, my friend from back and I exchanged long emails catching up and the neighbour down the street, I walked over with a small gift.

February has been chalked full of birthdays.

Every single day had a birthday.

Busy month.

March is another busy month coming up.

This feels like a poem kind of morning.

Something to provoke thought and realization.

I am eternally grateful each and everyday for my life.

Would I change things, some things, perhaps.

But at the end of the day, it is the sum of all the parts, good and bad, that make us who we are.

 

I would like to share a poem that I wrote several years ago.

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“ALL THINGS ARE POSSIBLE”

There are many mornings when I rise,

That I draw a sigh and am grateful.

Am truly grateful for all that I have and all that I am.

I realize that no matter what, I am blessed.

Blessed with the realization that all things are possible.

I haven’t always been akin to this way of thinking.

But I would say that I have always been a positive being and a “hopeless romantic.”

Some days it is just a matter of putting one positive thought in front of another …

No matter what anyone thinks, life is work.

The work does not always require physical force but always requires “thought.”

Using your brain.

I believe that all things are possible.

Looking back over my life, I would tend to agree.

Think about it!

“All things are possible.”

 

Written April 11th, 2010 by Carol Y Lewis

 

I wish each and every soul, every being that I encounter on my life’s path; a great life.

I wish that for every boulder in the road that you are able to get over it or around it and come out for the better on the other side.

I wish that no matter what life may bring to you, that you are loved.

That you are able to find a way, your way, of course, but a way to be in every day, joyful and in good health.

May love fill each second and abundance fill each day.

Happy Monday.

 

Always, from me and Alvin …….

 

 

Living … One day at a time.

HEllo,  good morning and it would be Monday, December 16, 2019.

 

FROM THE TOP OF MY HEAD ON THIS MORNING:

Tis the week before Christmas.

And all through the world not a human was sitting.

Not even Grandma or Grandpa.

Everyone was running about, here and there.

There was shouting and tears and even some fears.

Would Santa get their letters?

Were the rumours all true?

Would he fulfil their lists?

Would be bring Janie her Barbie and Jimmy his first kiss?

No one could be sure, especially this year.

There were rumours abound.

No one really knew for certain.

Could it possibly be true?

That Santa & his Mrs. were missing.

I heard that they were calling it quits.

After several hundred years who could blame them.

But then who would replace them?

I also heard that they had retired to a tropical island.

What about Rudolph and Comet and Donner and Blitzen and all the reindeer?

What about the Elves?

What about the North Pole?

I guess this is something that we just have to wait and see.

Will he arrive?

With his usual glee?

Or will there be empty stockings this year?

My heart aches with the thought of no Santa Clause.

What a world without that jolly old guy it would be?

I don’t know.

Patience is something we humans forget.

So I promise this year I will be patient and see.

If there is no Santa this year.

I do not know.

Christmas will be different … that much I know.

 

Written by Me, Carol Y Lewis on the morning of December 16, 2019 with Alvin resting on his little blue blanket.

 

Happy Monday to ALL

And to ALL a great day.

 

Always, Carol & Alvin

Living … One day at a time.

Good Morning,

Today is even more about gratitude as we await news about a loved one.

Surgery is scary, and we know in our hearts that our loved one will come through and live a long healthy life surrounded by his family and friends.

So I thought that I would share a poem that I wrote several years ago.

Simply titled, THE THANK YOU POEM.

 

THE THANK YOU POEM

Thank you for the sunshine

Thank you for the rain

Thank you for the laughter

Thank you for the pain

Thank you for the cool nights

Thank you for the warm days

Thank you for the love

Thank you for the way it fills my heart

Thank you for each buzzing bee

Thank you for all the trees

Thank you for the roses

Thank you for their sweet smell

Thank you for my family

Thank you for the way

Thank you for my dog, Alvin

Thank you for this heaven

Thank you for the abundance

Filling my day – keeping me full

Thank you for the sun, the moon and the stars

Thank you for old ladies, young men

Thank you for music played on guitars

And then !!!

Thank you

Written by Carol Yvonne Lewis

March 2011 in Edmonton, Alberta

 

Please keep your loved ones close, and envelope them in a sea of love.

Near or far reach out and tell them “that you love them.”

Do this every chance that you have.

 

You are important to me and I love you.

Thank you

 

Always, Carol & Alvin

 

 

Living … One day at a time.

Hello,

Wow, we had the most beautiful sun drenched Thursday.

So happy that Alvin and I were able to enjoy it with a walk and the mowing of our backyard.

Happy Friday the 13th.

I believe it is going to be a great day.

My youngest brother was born on Friday the 13th in January many moons ago.

 

As the past couple of weeks have ALL about my boy, I thought that I would share a poem that I wrote to him on our ONE YEAR ANNIVERSARY of being together.

 

ALVIN,

You came into my life almost a year ago ..

You were small, needy and unwell..

You made me feel anxious and sad,

Helpless and mad.

But then one day … the veil lifted.

I fell in love with YOU.

Loving your dog is unlike the love you have for a child, friend or sibling.

It is unconditional.

No strings attached.

No arguments or compliments

The view is one-sided

Or perhaps it is not.

But the feelings are felt.

It is true and inspiring.

You have taught me patience.

To be more loving.

You came into my life late one night.

Almost one year ago.

An idea not conceived thoroughly

But yet ….. it was …

You are where you are supposed to be.

Lucky ME.

I am blessed to have you in my life.

We are joined at the hip (sometimes at the foot) LOL.

But nonetheless we are joined.

I love you Alvin.

You bring me great joy.

Continual amazement.

I know that you understand me.

Each word ….. even when you tilt your head to the side.

I know you know….

Thank you so much…..

Love

Always, Your “Mom”

This KISS, this KISS (please stop, Mom you are embarrassing me!!)

 

Written on our first Anniversary together … January 19, 2011.

 

 

WIth kindness and respect the days are happier.

 

 

Always, Carol & Alvin

 

 

Living … One day at a time.

Hello,

 

OH, A STORM

Thunder and lightning.

Lightning and thunder.

Rain.

Boom

More flashes of light.

I can hear the pitter patter of rain drops as they hit the window.

Alvin stirring once again.

Up and down all night long.

Inside and out.

Drying those paws.

Was it the storm?

Or something else?

Animals are intuitive.

Something was up.

So, feeling a bit sleepy this morn.

Now the clouds are breaking up as the sky lightens and the sun begins to make an appearance.

The house is warm.

Humidity levels high.

Alvin is resting on his blue blanket.

Ah, my boy.

Oh, a storm.

 

Written by CY Lewis, July 24, 2019

 

With kindness and with respect

Always, Carol & Alvin

Living … One day at a time.

Hello,

 

POEM FOR SUNDAY MORNING

Window open bird chirping singing a song.

For a mate?

To me or for the world?

Clouds rolling in and partially blocking the sun.

No breeze.

Just still.

Now only the clicking of the keyboard keys.

Alvin resting on his blue blanket.

We woke up to a beautiful sunny morning a bit ago.

The weather seems to be changing from minute to minute.

There is now movement in the trees a breeze is coming up.

As I strain to hear something more than my fingers touching the keys.

Alvin’s breathing is constant and easy.

Heard a sound perhaps a door closing.

Is the world begin to wake up; I do not know.

Yes, I hear noise.

There is movement.

My immediate world is waking up.

Slowly but surely …. on this Sunday morning.

The world, my world is coming alive.

A bird flies by in my line of vision.

I love these quiet moments.

In the distance I hear noise but cannot identify.

Time to go back downstairs.

Time for us to eat.

Time for us to get this day going.

Coffee and toast and blueberries.

Alvin his food and of course blueberries.

This is the start to my Sunday.

As the clouds roll in and envelope the morning sky.

You can see the darkness taking over …

Slowly not so much.

Will it rain?

Perhaps not.

Sunday morning.

 

CY Lewis, July 7, 2019

 

Just had to share.  I am in love with the sky.

Last night at sunset.

North side of the house,

South side of the house

So many different colours.

So beautiful.

The bird is singing a song once again.

 

Happy Sunday.

Time to get rolling ….

 

Always, Carol  & Alvin

Living … One day at a time.

Hello,

A bright sunny morning filled with beautiful blue sky.

Father’s Day today.

 

 

FATHER’S DAY

There are so many Fathers on this beautiful planet of ours.

Fathers in every city, town, village and rural community.

Some came by it naturally, biologically and others did not.

There are Fathers who teach their children good manners.

There are Fathers who play with their children.

There are Fathers who work far too hard with no time to give.

There are Fathers who never learned how to parent.

There are Fathers who came into the situation and treated those children with kindness and respect.

There are all kinds of Fathers on this planet.

Some Fathers play good role models to their nieces and nephews and friend’s children.

Some Fathers never had children but have four-legged babies.

There are all kinds out there.

We celebrate them all.

 

I have known a great many Dads of all types over my lifetime.

Some very good and others not.

We cannot say with all certainty as to why someone is not a good parent.

After all we cannot read their minds.

There are many reasons.

But some “Dads” take to it naturally and some do not.

Today,

On this day, we celebrate Fathers, Dads …..

For their contributions to our lives.

No matter what they gave or took away from us …. those contributions made us who we are today.

For this we, I celebrate them.

 

Happy Fathers Day ……

 

 

Written by CY Lewis on this June 16, 2019

Edmonton, Alberta

with Mr. Alvin at my side……

 

 

 

Thought for the day ….

Good Morning and Welcome to Wednesday the 24th day of April, 2019.

Another gorgeous morning as the sun rises filling the sky with hues of pinks and oranges and yellows.

Well my five day weekend has come to an end and it is back to work for me.

What a glorious five days we had – working – walking – working and walking.

Alvin saw his friends and spent some time with Humphrey the Cat.

I am grateful that I had the opportunity to get some tasks completed around the house.

Always things to do but I made a large dent in the list …. perhaps dent isn’t quite the right choice of words but you know what I mean.

We even lounged on the deck for a bit yesterday afternoon.

Sometimes we walked just me and Mr. Alvin and other times we were joined by our friend P (once with Georgie her grand pup).

I am grateful for the kindness of my family and friends.

I am grateful for this spring wonderful weather.

I am grateful to have beautiful parks so close by.

I am grateful to have seen swans flying in our neighbourhood as they passed through Edmonton.

I am grateful to have seen the return of robins in our area.

I am grateful that both Alvin and I are in good health.

I am grateful for our life.

 

Today feels like a good day to share a poem that I wrote many years ago.

 

FROM DREAM TO REALITY

I had a dream late last night,

Of sparkling white sandy beaches,

Palm trees swaying in a sweet scented breeze,

Of clear blue skies and water, clear blue,

Of monkeys, elephants and parrots, too.

When I awoke and looked all around,

It was a dream, so I had found.

The picture is somewhat sadly different.

My sandy beaches are cluttered with garbage.

The palm trees have been removed, replaced with malls.

The breeze smells bitter — terribly so,

The monkeys, elephants where did they go?

We have come too far, too fast,

The signs have been there,

But we did not see, due to our hungry greed

From horse drawn sleighs to gas powered cars,

From tin and glass to Styrofoam and plastic jars,

From all that technology we still didn’t learn

That we’re literally burning our planet — our Earth.

The time has come to join together,

Mothers, Fathers, Sons and Daughters,

If we learn to reduce, recycle and reuse

We can save our planet —

The gem in our universe.  Our Earth!

Written for Amanda’s school play at W.H. Ford School

By Carol Lewis on November 28th, 1990

This is so bizarre that I wrote this twenty years ago for my daughter’s school play.  It is even more prevalent today.

Now it has been almost thirty years now.

What has changed?

 

Well almost time to go downstairs and finish getting ready to leave for work.

Alvin is nesting on his blue blanket which has been made even more comfy by adding a lap blanket my Grandmother made in about 1990.

Talk about lots of older things.

It remains almost as new.

 

Have an awesome Wednesday.

Sending out our thoughts and positive energy to all those in need.

Happy Wednesday.

 

Special Hello to: my friend V who is such an amazing person……

Always, Carol & Alvin

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