2021

DREAMS

Last night I dreamed of,

packing for a trip,

checking to ensure the money in place,

securing a ride to the airport,

buying some last minute clothes,

for the first tropical trip of my life,

I was excited and nervous,

I remember there were two others going that I knew,

we were all excited,

then it was the time to leave for the airport,

my ride was there,

it was the people that I was going on the trip with,

for some reason, the topic of passport came up,

I stopped dead in my tracks, dropping my luggage,

I couldn’t breathe,

they asked what was wrong,

I replied, I forgot to renew my passport,

it was too late, I would have to stay at home,

there was no way with the state of the world,

that I would be allowed to travel,

without that precious document called a passport,

I had my vaccinations and the Covid-19 Immunization Record,

the bar code

but I had forgotten somehow to renew my passport,

how is that even possible,

never came up in conversation,

I do not know,

well I guess my first tropical trip,

is a no go,

will have to wait once again,

I will have to apply and have it done as they are good for 10 years,

the passport that is,

It was a hard goodbye as they left the house,

then I remember going somewhere with someone else,

we were a distance from my home,

when I remembered I had forgot my suitcase,

what a dream,

what a dream when you dream a dream,

of white sands and tropical breezes,

One day, it will happen,

I will travel to some far off tropical place,

Perhaps Hawaii, I would love that.

Talk about confusion in that dream,

I was wondering why,

Then I remembered I had watched a show,

on t.v. last night about memory,

it sparked the madness I called a dream,

There it was,

Good Morning,

thank goodness I am awake now!

Written by CY Lewis on Saturday, November 20, 2021

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You never know what you will think of when you are asleep. I had that strange dream just a few hours ago. With Alvin at my side and despite his many attempts to get me to stay up. Each time I fell back to asleep I would continue with that dream. WOW.

I hope that you have an amazing Saturday. Oh, just looked out the window and the sun is shining and it is SNOWING. Oh no, not more snow. I guess on the upside the temperature is warmer with the moisture. So we can walk later. This weekend is laundry and Christmas cards and letter writing. I will have them finished by the end of tomorrow. Ready to mail next payday.

Continuing to live this life with kindness, respect, compassion, patience, understanding, love, laughter and gratitude.

Always, Carol & Alvin

2021

Good Morning ALL! I hope this finds you well. Both Alvin and I are safe and warm this Tuesday morning.

STORM

The wind is howling

Swirling the snow that has fallen.

Covering the bare sidewalk, deck and driveway that I shovelled only a few hours ago.

I wish that I was still curled up on the sofa with Alvin covered under our red cozy blanket.

But work calls my name.

I am grateful that on this cold stormy November morn,

That I am able to work from the comfort of my home.

I remember days gone by where I would be out shovelling in the wind and snow,

As I readied for work.

Worrying about the roads!

So happy that today I am at home.

Life has a way of changing things up every once in awhile.

During this storm, on this day, I am home.

Grateful as I type these words.

Listening to the wind howl through the vents.

Taking it’s revenge on us.

For what?

Who knows.

It is the wind, after all.

Does it need a reason?

I don’t think so.

Time for coffee

Time to take Alvin outside to the deck,

Where earlier he did not know where to go.

Shovel the snow from the doorway once again.

Happy to be home.

Happy to be home.

Safe and sound and warm.

Written by CY Lewis on this Tuesday, November 16, 2021.

Stay safe and warm everyone.

Continuing to live this life with kindness, respect, compassion, patience, love, laughter and gratitude.

Always, Carol & Alvin

2021

Good Morning ALL! How are you this morning? When I went outside this morning with Alvin at 5:00 a.m. the grass in the backyard was cold and crusty (frozen). So dark almost like the deep of night.

MORNINGS WITH ALVIN

When we wake and I follow you ouside.

The early morning is as the deep of night.

We walk across the deck,

You jump off at the low end and I take the steps.

We enter the grass area of the backyard.

Not too big,

Just enough for you, my Alvin.

You prefer to walk around and sniff.

Nothing new but sniff you do.

Wishing that I had remembered to buy batteries.

For the big flashlight,

As this small one brings me bent over to the ground.

To ensure that I did not miss picking up any poo,

Yes, poo from you.

Oh my Alvin,

Without you I would never have experienced the deep of night.

Out in the backyard.

This morning the stars were shining brightly in the sky.

Yes, we could see the stars.

There is nothing better than stars shining in the early morning sky.

The sky being so crystal clear.

I can see my breath and yours.

Thank you for bringing me outside to enjoy.

The early morning sky.

P.S. there are lots of middle of the night sky, too.

Thank you Alvin.

I love you.

Written by CY Lewis @ this morning October 26, 2021

Sometimes you just feel like writing a poem.

Wishing you a wonderful day.

Time to go and make a pot of coffee and perhaps start work a bit earlier than usual.

Continuing to live this life with kindness, respect, compassion, patience, understanding, love, laughter and gratitude.

Always, Carol & Alvin

P.S. Someone just had to be upstairs with me so I let him come upstairs (all by himself). I shall carry him down.

2021

Good Morning ALL! Welcome to Thursday, July 1, 2021 – Canada Day. The sun is shining and the birds are singing. We are just home from a walk a few minutes ago and I wanted to write this post before it becomes too hot upstairs in my office. At the moment there is a cool breeze wafting in through the open window. I have all of the windows open the house and the temperature is 81 F, which is the lowest it has been in the house for more than a week now.

Last night when I was going to sleep I starting to compose this “poem” if you will and wished that I had got up and wrote down the words as they have changed and evolved as the morning goes on …..

O CANADA

I was born in Canada, raised in Canada and love my country.

I knew early on that some people were treated differently and not always because of skin color.

As a child, I knew of Indigenous peoples.

We hired some of the men from nearby reservations to help out on the family farm.

Why they only lived on the reserves?

I did not really know.

Why there were no Indigenous children at our school?

We learned where the different Indigenous peoples lived, like the Cree, the Sioux and the Blackfoot.

By the time I was a teenager and we had moved to other provinces,

There were some Indigenous children in our rural schools.

No one spoke of or mentioned “residential schools.”

Our history with some being of recent times,

Not written in books for us to read,

Is filled with acts of violence that we find reprehensible and horrific of other countries.

But it is not other countries that fills the news feeds,

Not places where there are religious wars or tribal wars but here.

In this place we call home.

This place called Canada.

This Canada Day we cannot celebrate,

We must not,

Celebrate,

Without acknowledging the hundreds of Indigenous children ripped from their homes,

In the name of religious beliefs and with government approval.

These children suffered more than we could ever know,

They missed their families.

They were not allowed to speak their languages.

They were abused and neglected by “pillars of our communities.”

Many were murdered by these same members of the church and government.

While others were experimented on by the military.

The children that lived through the abuse, neglect and horrors of what was done to them and others,

Continued and continue to suffer as adults.

Their families threatened to silence and worse.

The time has come for us all to stand up.

To stand beside our fellow Indigenous Canadians,

Speak out to the atrocities that they have suffered and continue to,

Recognize and acknowledge,

We cannot go forward without looking back.

O Canada.

My heart hurts for the babies, for the children.

We must hear them, now and forever, and never forget!

Written by CY Lewis on July 1, 2021.

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As I continue to live my life with kindness, respect, compassion, patience, love, understanding and gratitude.

Always, Carol & Alvin

2021

Good Morning ALL! How are you this bright and sunny Friday morning? I hope that it is perfect wherever you are. Alvin and I are doing well and are going to head out for a walk in a few minutes. Today marks the beginning of hot temperatures for the next week or so. Morning walks will be a must otherwise it will be too hot for us.

Some days will be easier than others. Today is not one of them.

Today my friend Martin is laid to rest, I dedicate this poem to him, a lifelong friend.

IN YOUR HEART

In your heart lies the secret to your life.

In your heart lies the beat to every song and every dance.

In your heart lies the dreams for the future, and the ones forgotten.

In your heart lies every moment, every tear, every bout of laughter, every everything.

In your heart lies the gold that shines in the sunlight.

In your heart are the stars that shine like diamonds, blinding in the night.

In your heart is the strength to go where your body must follow.

In your heart is the soul that reminds you to live, love and laugh.

In your heart is mine beating like a reminder to all that we shared.

In your heart ……

In your heart I long to be…

In your heart I wonder…

In your heart I hear…

In your heart I feel….

In your heart I live, I love and I remember.

In your heart, for my heart.

My soul I do surrender.

CLewis, April 4th ,2011  (dedicated to the loves of my life)

Continuing to live this life with kindness, respect, compassion, patience, love and gratitude.

Always, Carol & Alvin

2021

Good Morning All! How are you doing this Friday morning? We are well. Third day in a row that we were up and stayed up at 6:30 a.m. – no turning on the snooze button.

FRIDAY THOUGHTS

Up we are,

Listening to the hum,

of cars in the distance.

As I write these words.

Looking around,

this room,

I see hints of my life,

Photos, cards, books, plants, art and stuff.

All things that one would collect over time.

Alvin moans, then whines,

afraid to cross the floor.

Words of encouragement to help him,

cross to the hallway.

Silly boy …. but that’s okay.

Life has always been interesting,

full of surprises and not,

Mostly just the regular everyday.

Living each day as best that I can,

What else is my lot?

I fill my days with work,

happy to be employed,

working from home these days,

So happy about that.

Writing each day makes me happy.

Perhaps one day I will get my ducks,

in a row,

maybe they will fly and soar,

I will get to those heights.

As I put together my words, the writings into a book.

That is my dream.

What is yours?

Does everyone dream of something better?

Of a passion?

Of a different life?

I guess so, we are human,

of that I am certain.

Well as the minutes pass away,

it comes closer to the time,

to start work for the last day this week.

Then my work at home begins,

you know laundry and cleaning.

In between we shall enjoy our walks,

me and Alvin,

our time together.

We do not know how long it will be,

so enjoying each moment, each minute,

each day is important.

Have a wonderful Friday.

Do something that you love?

Something that you love with your whole heart?

Take that chance,

take it now.

We will continue to live each day,

with kindness, respect, compassion

and of course patience,

always working on patience.

Always, Carol & Alvin

Written this day Friday, March 19, 2021

2021

Good Morning ALL. How are you today? I/We are well.

TODAY

Lookin’ out the window this morn

The trees are swaying in the wind

The snow has stopped falling

Leaving a bright white blanket covering the ground

Alvin sits back to me in the doorway

With the odd moan wanting my attention

Another day of work ahead

A bit more sleep than the night before

Cannot seem to figure out how to save change to line height

Technology numbs me some days

What does the day hold?

Perhaps whatever I think it to be.

Placing my thoughts on positive situations

What can I do?

Thoughts become things?

That I know.

Keeping it together

Living one day at a time.

Remembering kindness and respect,

Compassion and patience.

Always working on the latter (patience).

Time stands still for a second and then races on

It is time

Time to plug in the coffee

Time to turn on some music

Time to place Alvin’s bed in the kitchen

Time to prepare for work.

Coffee will taste good as it always does.

This is my life.

Our life, mine and Alvin’s.

Keeping it simple.

Keeping it honest.

Always with Gratitude.

Living it how I can.

How I must.

Take Care.

Be Well.

Living with Kindness, Respect, Compassion and Patience

Always, Carol & Alvin

2021

Good Morning ALL. How are you today? Alvin and I are doing well. I am in the mood for composing a poem just for you. Here goes.

WINTER

The sky blending into the white topped garage roofs fills my sight.

On this weekend morning as I write.

There is no denying it.

Winter is upon us.

From morning until night.

The lawns are covered with snow, the streets and the decks.

No pavement or wood is showing.

Frigid temperatures take away our daily walks.

Stories of cold in years gone by, fill our talks.

When we do creep out of our home to shovel the snow from the sidewalks.

The warmest of coats, boots, mitts and scarves cover our bodies.

Our natural inclination, our feeling is the longing to snuggle on the sofa.

With the heat turned up.

With a toasty warm blanket and sip on a warm beverage, perhaps hot chocolate.

And mindlessly watch a favourite movie.

We don our warmest sweaters, sometimes even “long underwear” beneath our pants.

Thick, warm socks cover our feet.

Our energy level is low.

To get our chores done is slow.

This I know.

Our life is simple during this time.

We do what we need to do.

Usually nothing more.

Except for those who do not seem to be affected.

By these more than deep freezer temperatures.

We call winter in Canada.

Written by CY Lewis, February 6, 2021

Wishing you a great day. No matter the temperature, be safe, take care.

Continuing to live with kindness, respect, compassion and patience.

Always, Carol & Alvin

2021

Good Morning ALL. How are you today? Wednesday. Midweek once again. Surely seems like the weeks fly by. Sometimes during the day we may not think so but when you look at the day of the week it certainly does. Funny story, yesterday after work I had just put on my winter boots and was going to put on my winter coat, mitts etc. to go out and shovel Sonja’s front sidewalk (neighbors in other half had done mine earlier) when I noticed the name and phone number of my Optometrist’s office flash across my SMART TV. I thought that is odd as I had given them my cell number and told them that that number was no longer in service. With boots on I ran quickly to grab my cell phone and call them. The receptionist asked me if I could hold and I of course said yes. While I patiently waited to see if my new glasses were in. A few minutes later she came back on the line and I explained about the phone number and got them all updated including my work number which I had forgotten about. These days an appointment is required to do anything so I set one up for this Saturday at 1:30 p.m. with the knowledge that the temperature is supposed to be warmer or at least that is what the weather guy said. In the morning I am hosting a birthday party for one of my neighbours and friend – there will be three of us in attendance. The three of us. We are going to have the party in my garage. I don’t have a car so I have lots of room for social distancing and I have comfortable furniture that I can set out and a table. I will be doing some rearranging on Friday night. So Saturday will be exciting. Friends over and we have not had a visit in person for a long time. Also new glasses. YAY. Oh, after the phone call – I went out and shovelled my neighbours sidewalk. What goes around comes around, I always say.

Well as Mr. Alvin is very anxious to go back downstairs and perhaps he has to go outside, I will repost a poem that I wrote many years ago, actually almost ten. I am feeling very grateful, very thankful this morning. There is so much more I could add to this poem but it does say what is in my heart. Thank you.

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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

Continuing to live my life with kindness, respect, compassion and patience.

Always, Carol & Alvin

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.

 

 

 

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