Plinky Prompt: A Gift That Is Bittersweet And Nostalgic. What Is It?

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  An almost burnt-down lit candle on a candle holder. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

  

• You receive a gift that is bittersweet and makes you nostalgic. What is it?
  
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• June 1, 2013
  by hibernationnow

• A bit of nostalgia

• A candle.

  My father, when he was alive, would buy me one red rose for my birthday every year and a candle each year for Christmas. He died eleven years ago and I still remember how special I felt with those gifts. You would think it would have gotten old but it never did. It was a tradition between a Daddy’s girl and her Dad.
  After he died, not right away, it probably took a year or two, my mom bought me the first candle. I wept out of sentiment and nostalgia. Every since then, my sister, my daughter, my son buy me candles for Mother’s Day or my birthday or for Christmas.
  Each one is bought and given with great love. They know I love candles but I think sometimes they forget why I really love them. They give them to me for the sole purpose to make me happy, I know that, but yet they forget that what made them so special was the relationship I had with my father and as much as I love each candle given to me, it does remind me of my dad who isn’t here. There isn’t a day that goes by that I don’t think about him. I know love never dies, I will always love him, as I know, (and I do believe in messages from beyond) he will always love me too.

• For others who believe in messages from the beyond, you are not alone and no, you are not crazy.
• Visit my blog at hibernationnow.wordpress.com for more posts about it. I do believe in signs and
• have received them. You will too, keep your heart wide open and believe.

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  Tea Rose in North Garden (Photo credit: bill barber)

Plinky Prompt: What My Possessions Say…

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  Peep in Nature (Photo credit: lightsoutfilms)

  

• Choose and write about 5 (or 10) possessions that sum up who you are. See all answers

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• December 5, 2012 by hibernationnow

• What your possessions say
• My dog from a rescue shelter (if that counts as a possession)
  framed photo of me and my dad
  a photo of my son and my daughter when they were young
  my computer for blogging
  my monkey stuffed animal given to me from my dad when I was 2
  an old down comforter
  a small painting that I bought by myself 15 years ago
  lots and lots of books, all different kinds
  candles
  Cadbury Egg
  Peeps
  Lots of photographs in different frames
  Angel perfume

Plinky Prompt: The Penny Debate (Should We Keep The Penny?)

• The Penny Debate
• “ALMALFI” Made in Italy – original photo of platinum-colored leather penny loafers I have to say I’m sentimental about the penny. After all, that’s where wishes and dreams came from; if you found a penny on the street (heads up) it was lucky. I would throw pennies for other children to find so that their day would be a little bit happier. What about the penny loafer? Has anyone thought about that? Putting in a nickel, just would not be the same. Here’s for nostalgia and the good old days. Keep the penny, and give us a great big smile.

Mellow Yellow Monday

Ducklings (Photo credit: eatswords)

When I was a little girl, my favorite “second” mom, mother of my best friend Brian bought each of us a soft, little duckling stuffed animals every year. I loved them dearly. Lotti bought these right before Easter at the little 5 and 10 store that was right near our old, red brick apartment building. Once we were teenagers, long after we stopped thinking about these soothing, sweet creatures, I looked for them again. For many years, I tried to find them, for their angelic smiles, for their thoughtful, deep, dark eyes, and the softness of their fake, faux fur which I stroked lovingly with my little girl fingers.