i love...

The smell of fresh cut grass is something special to me. It reminds me of my father. It was his job to cut the lawns at home. The sound of piano reminds me of my mother and, sad thought it is, there are some melodies that I cannot bear to hear because they remind me too much of times that will never be. I love rainbows. There is something magical when a rainbow appears, somethin almost mystical. I love visiting my son and daughter-in-law and noticing the expression on my grandson's face. Will he recognise me this time? There was a gap of almost three months from one visit to the next last year and he didn't remember me - and that was so heart-breaking.

I love the smell of after rain and freshly cut grass, as well. There's just something about these smells that makes me smile and feel warm inside. I love the sound of my sweetheart's voice especially when I am missing my family back home, and my later mother, and he tells me something nice or simply, holds me tight. I love the way my father and brothers worry about me, even though I'm nearing my mid-thirties! I do worry about them, too especially my father, as he's almost 70. I love the smell of freshly baked double chocolate chip cookies, which I made with my future stepdaughter. I'm looking forward to baking more cookies with her. I love getting to know people from different background, religion, ethnicity, because by getting to know them, I'll learn more about myself.

again lost my response. I love to hear birds singing in the early morning. I love to watch the meat man feeding the alley cats. I love the way my son's face glows when he sees me just like his dad used to do.they smiled with eyes and mouth and it made their faces glow.I miss my husband so much. lol sad