Flaming June's Love

I gave a short blurb last night of the song missi sang at her concert. You can see from her photo's that she was the most beautiful girl in the world. I am reaping the benefits of my labor, in so much as I recorded the night ALlie sang the same song as a senior. I cried and puffed up with pride because of her beauty that night. This night with Missi was the same. She stood a the microphone and looked directly at her sister, father, and I. I have never heard her sing like that before. She sang from her heart and was amazing. I heard the couple behind me say Oh what a beautiful girl. I didnt turn around just wiped my eyes and felt a glow grow from my heart. I adore these girls. I enjoy them, they make me laugh, and make me want to be a better person. Forever they together are my reason for going on. The easiest people on the planet to fall in love with. Thank you. I so wish my Dad could have been there. Hakuna Matata was one of the finales and made us all smile big KNOWING S...

Andy and I went to NYC last weekend with Jack and had a lovely weekend. We walked the streets of NYC and explored Central park. We went to the Intrepid and a long boat ride around the island of Manhattan. It was a nice time. On our ride home we both called our immediate families. My brothers, mom and Andy called his mom and decided to call his father. His dad answered the phone and Andy wished him Happy Easter Dad. "heres Jean" My strong, capable independent husband visibly shrinks. He deflated in front of me. Why is it that a man that deserves no respect at all, from a son that wants only to have a father and grand father for his son- walks this planet AT ALL> Why is this selfish, self absorbed, small minded, egomaniac breathing, when my Dad is a box of dust and a few great pictures.? My daughters knew what it meant to have a Grandfather, not a Dad but that someone else that is always on your side. My son, who needs more men in his life because he IS A BOY, has NO GRA...

Someone asked me why the blog was named flaming Junes love, I explained my favorite painting was flaming June and that someone at one time LONG LONG AGO told me I reminded them of her. It is a happy memory and a beautiful painting so Here She Is.

Andy Jack and I were out in the yard all day Saturday. Some reason I was a cranky butt. Then I took these pictures within seconds of eachother. Then looked at them, and realized no one gets pictures of Jack like I do. He looks at me like he looks at no other. The look in his eyes? yeah that is him just LOVING ME. Normal Saturday hanging in the yard but LOVING His Mama. No need to smile, cheesy not necessary. He is beautiful plain old Jack with LOVE in his eyes.

XLIII. "How do I love thee? Let me count the ways..." by Elizabeth Barrett Browning (1806-1861) How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love thee to the depth and breadth and height My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight For the ends of Being and ideal Grace. I love thee to the level of everyday's Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light. I love thee freely, as men strive for Right; I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise. I love thee with a passion put to use In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith. I love thee with a love I seemed to lose With my lost saints, --- I love thee with the breath, Smiles, tears, of all my life! --- and, if God choose, I shall but love thee better after death.

"Ashes" Ashes to ashes and dust to dust that's what has become of our love and trust Love has no direction cause love has no aim love can leave you as fast as she came Meeting is such sweet sorrow cause someday we may have to part hush don't you make a sound you're gonna let me down Good things come to those who wait but good things are gone from those who are late All that I am is all I can give but with or without you my life I must live Meeting is such sweet sorrow cause someday we may have to part hush don't you make a sound you're gonna let me down Living ain't easy since you've been gone no one else can please me or make me feel home Forgetting ain't easy you stay on my mind thoughts of us haunt me can't leave them behind