Mornings with Bee

I found this on Brooke Burke-Charvet's page and thought it was interesting to read.... The Art Of A Good Marriage   Wilferd Arlan Peterson Happiness in marriage is not something that just happens. A good marriage must be created. In marriage the little things are the big things. It is never being too old to hold hands. It is remembering to say "I love you" at least once a day. It is never going to sleep angry. It is at no time taking the other for granted; the courtship should not end with the honeymoon, it should continue through the years. It is having a mutual sense of values and common objectives. It is standing together facing the world. It is forming a circle of love that gathers the whole family. It is doing things for each other, not in the attitude of duty or sacrifice, but in the spirit of joy. It is speaking words of appreciation and demonstrating gratitude in thoughtful ways. It is not looking for perfection in each other...

September 11. Rings some of the most heart wrenching bells in our ears. It always sends chills down our spins and up our bodies. It triggers the tears we have sometimes held back for 10 years. But it is a day we will always remember and therefore NEVER FORGET.... I was eleven years old when this moment, this event, occurred. Mrs. Allen's 6th grade class at Foothill. Radio blasting and non of us having a clue what it meant. But that's not how the morning started. I was laying in bed. And I heard my sisters say "Mom! That plane just hit that building.... And that one did too!" But none of us knew what that meant. How it would change our lives. How it would change others lives. How it would change the world. HOW IT WOULD CHANGE AMERICA. I had a dentist appointment that day. And I remember driving into Orange County with my mom. Boys holding up newspapers on the street corners... Extra Extra! And somehow, driving through those streets, it seemed desolate. Like a ghost...

The phrase... "What will be will be" So if that is the case are we supposed to wait? Wait it out. One day it will just be. We are not supposed to leave the glass slipper for the prince to find? We are not supposed to wink at the guy? Flare our nostrils (inside joke!)? So fairytales... they exist or they do not? When I was little my daddy used to give me a penny to throw into the fountains where ever we went. I would close my eyes real tight. Turn my back to the fountain, sometimes I would face the fountain. But with my back turned, I would squeeze that penny between my fingers and hold it close to my heart. I would think real hard. Take a deep breathe. Smile. And toss it over my shoulder into the fountain. Dad would ask me what I wished for, and I always shook my head and giggled. I told him it would not come true if I told him what I wanted. And he told me, if I did not tell someone who would help make it come true? So one day outside of a restaurant in Corona. I di...

I recently took a trip to Washington. There is something about my trips to Washington. This most recent trip was a chance for me to see my grandparents as well as relax before getting back to the swing of things with school. I got into town on a Friday and was able to meet up with my cousin. I had such a great time spending the day with her and catching up. We got our nails done after grabbing some lunch. Note to self.... non-stop flights would be appreciated (I was in the airplane or in the airport for far too long!) After the nail salon, she took me with her to do her final fitting for her wedding dress. And I felt so blessed to be a part of that experience. I thought she looked absolutely amazing and I cannot wait for her wedding in just a few short weeks! We finally made it to Grandma's and were helping out with dinner. Grandma and Grandpa always knows how to make me feel at home with good food and good company. Since I had just finished summer school and was not going t...