Happy Birthday Sissy!

As the eldest of six, I'm sure I gave my sweet younger Sis plenty of grief.  I was the oldest and I thought I knew a thing or two.  But she found ways of getting around her big sister.

Saturday mornings we were allowed to watch cartoons.  My brother and I would be watching cartoons.  Often Clytie wanted to watch something different--but of course, we wouldn't change the channel. 

Her solution?  Sneaky little sister would pick a fight between Bro and I...  We would get into trouble, and be sent to our rooms.  Which left Sissy in control of the television!  Haha--I learned about that years later--and what a laugh we had!

It is my sweet sister Clytie's birthday today--she's 58 years old and one of my best friends.  I love her and am eternally blessed by her love and friendship.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, SISSY!

YOU ARE AMAZING!

Happy Birthday, Sissy Boo

It is my darling Sister's birthday.  I am SO grateful to have Clytie in my life.  She has always been my hero, and in many ways, I am only a pale reflection.  She is a wonderful, amazing woman, who's talent and humor knows no bounds.

I am proud to call Clytie my sweet Sis.  Truly she is wise, loving and kind--with a heart which literally encompasses the entire world.  To wish Clytie a happy birthday, visit Sissy at Random Hearts.

Happy birthday SissyBoo!

Sissy Clytie is in the Hospital

This morning I awoke with a start.  My eyes flew open and I sat straight up in bed.  I should call Sissy, I thought.  I was sure it was a bit too early, so I waited.

Not too long after that Mumsie called to let me know Sissy had been taken to the hospital.  She had been rushed to emergency in horrible pain.  She'd been having trouble with bad acid reflux--had gone into local emergency a week or so ago.  Tests came back inconclusive, so they sent her home with some meds for heartburn. 

Turns out she has a blockage in her heart.  Tomorrow she goes in for an angiogram to find out where the blockage is, then they will put in a stint.  This is so frightening.  Sissy--darling Queen of Hearts--is beloved to so many people.  Clytie is heart of my heart.  I don't know what the world would be like without her in it. 

I would appreciate your prayers for her complete and rapid recovery.  Please drop by and leave her a note on her found hearts blog, Random Hearts.  I know she will be so encouraged to hear your messages of encouragement.

 I will keep you updated on how she is doing.

Faeries Three - Sunday Scans

I especially love this wonderful old card, because it reminds me of my sisters and I.  I was 14 and Clytie was 12 when our darling little sister Leigh was born.  She adored us, and we thought she was wonderful.  That love continues to this day--though my youngest Sissy is taller than me and a Mom herself.

How blessed I am to have such incredibly wonderful sisters.  I think I might be one of the most blessed people I know.  (grin)

Al's Photography Blog, by our good friend Al, hosts "Sunday Scans" each week.  I have so enjoyed this meme!  Sunday Scans is a place for all things scanned.  So pick up your old photo albums, ephemera, postcards, artwork, ANYTHING which can be scanned and join in the fun!

Beach Dreams

Sissy and I are off to the beach--though I don't think it will be as balmy as this--we're expecting snow down to the water's edge.  My poor husband will be "baching' it over the next few days.   I'm so looking forward to time with my darling little Sis.  See you next Tuesday!

Joy and Laughter - Birthday Thoughts

This is one of a collection of wonderful cards given to me by my darling Sissy Clytie.  What a precious gift she is!  She is truly one of my best Friends.  Tch tch tch--she had me in tears this morning, the wench!  I  am so blessed and privileged to have Clytie as MY sweet Sissy!  She and my Sister Leigh are notes of joy intertwining throughout my life--sweet tones of friendship and love.  I think about all my dear brothers and sisters and how each of them in their own way are precious and dear to me.

Today is my birthday.  I am the eldest.   I never thought I would ever get this old.  I still feel quite young on the inside--still in my early 20's.

Fifty-two years ago this moment Mom was, as she says, "working hard."  I was born around 10 p.m. I am very grateful to Mumsie for all the things she instilled into me.  Much of who I am today stems from what she taught me as a small child.

THANK YOU, Mom!  Thank you for all your hard work.  You taught me to see beauty.  Thank you for faithfully loving Dad all these years.  I thank you for your prayer and support throughout my life.  I am truly blessed to have you as my Mom.  Today on my birthday, I think about how wonderful you are--you are God's song of joy and laughter to ME, sweet Mumsie!

Happy Birthday, Sissy!

It is a lovely day for Mother's Day--but this year there's another special celebration--this is the day my darling Sister Clytie was born. 

I will never forget that mid-December day we almost lost her to a stroke.  The threat of losing Sissy, then her miraculous healing, changed everything.  I will never, EVER take her for granted again.  Every blessed day she is in this world is a treasure.

Clytie is not only my sister, but she one of my very best friends.  This extraordinary woman blesses everyone she meets with her laughter and humor, whimsical personality and her wonderful eye for hearts.  She has a gift of seeing beauty where no one else would.

I think it would be great fun if everyone hopped on over to her page to wish her a HAPPY BIRTHDAY today!  Let's all surprise her at Random Hearts!

Manger Babe and Animal Friends

This is one of Grammie's cards. I just love the variety of animals here--especially those two cats who seem not only interested in the child, but in that bluebird perched up on the manger on the hay near the Babe's glowing halo. (grin)

Merry Christmas! 

SISSY UPDATE: Last Friday morning, Clytie went to see her doctor for a follow-up appointment. Here is the story as she told me.

She and her daughter were in the waiting room. The receptionist came out with a slip of paper, looked around, then went back into her office. A few moments later, she was back, glancing around the waiting room with a puzzled look on her face. She returned to her office. A little while later she was back—looked at the slip of paper in her hands, then at my sister. She said, “Clytie?” My sister picked her things up to go in. As she did so, the receptionist apologized, she said she’d been looking for someone in a wheel chair!
The doctor did a myriad of tests. When she was done, she told Clytie, “You are a walking miracle. You shouldn't be here right now." She said, “I don’t know what it is, but you are here for a reason.” Then with tears in her eyes, the doctor embraced my sister.

So this is our Christmas Miracle. Neither Clytie nor I will ever be the same. This miracle has changed both of us for the rest of our lives. Now is the time for miracles. I wonder what God will do next?

Thank You for your prayers

There are times when words fail. When miracles thicken the air. That is when one's gratefulness cannot be expressed.

Thank You, dear ones. Thank you to everyone who prayed for my sister Clytie. She's going home today.

And it is a miracle.