every year, right before school started, we went shopping with mom.
school clothes (at the Bon Marche),
school shoes (at Hudsons),
and school supplies (at Skaggs).
i eagerly looked forward to our shopping day,
because i loved starting school with everything new.
i also loved our school shopping day, because i would get to choose and eat my favorite candy bar as a snack at skaggs, or when our friend Lucille started working at the Woolworths' soda fountain, we would stop by the counter to say "hi" and indulge in a special ice cream sundae.
|"build a bridge #2"|
i still am unable to choose my favorite color.
i have an array of favorite colors -
on any given day my favorite color changes.
|"different yet alike"|
some days i am loving black and white the most
the next day, i love the shades of gray
others, i am swimming in crayons of blue
and then there are those days that i only have eyes for
the vast array of pinks, purples and violets
we all love different colors and yet the origin of all the colors is the same.
there is a great quote that i have often used and just last night discovered the entire quote and the author of the quote in a new book i am reading.
"oh, the inexpressible comfort of feeling safe with a person:
having neither to weigh thoughts nor measure words, but to pour them out.
just as they are - - chaff and grain together,
knowing that a faithful hand will take and sift them,
keep what is worth keeping,
and then with the breath of kindness, blow the rest away."
dinah maria (mulock) craik 1826 - 1887
my best friends are those who, despite liking a different color of crayon,
understand that everyday my favorite color changes
and they still
love me and cover me with their breath of kindness.