I "choose" today to think about some "Sweet Moments" in my life.
I wrote a 55 a few Fridays ago titled "First Kiss" -- what a very sweet moment. I think it is pretty hard to recreate the mystery, surprise, and beauty of a first kiss. The boy on the other end of that moment became my first boyfriend. Being the 'all or none' kind of person I am, I always either had no guy or was madly and wildly love. This fellow was the latter and it lasted at least a year and a half - each day sweeter than the next - first kiss and first love!
I remember my first prom. My mother's parents lived in Illinois. My grandmother had died some years before when she was in her 80s. My grandfather finally agreed to come to Washington, D.C. with two of his unmarried daughters for a visit with our family. By then he was 90. He missed his wife so deeply. He was visiting at the time of my prom. I had a pink satin prom dress, hair all done up, and as I came down the stairs to meet my date, my grandfather began to cry. Later I learned he cried because he said I looked like my grandmother when they were young. As nostalgic and somewhat sad as this was, it was still a sweet, sweet moment in my life.
No list of sweet moments could be complete without the birth of my two beautiful children. They were precious to me from the first moment I held them in my arms, continued through some of those not so cherished times in life, and remain most treasured always.
The day I walked down the aisle to meet my Mr. Steveroni at the altar was one of the sweetest and God-given moments of my life.
That first sweet moment when God used my touch to heal a dear friend will live in my heart always.
Today, every single sober day I live is a sweetest moment of my life day after day after cherished day.
May you have a sweet moment today,
(Photo credit: Sweet Moments by Cindy Harter)