Queen of the Armchair aka Dzintra Stitcheries: January...the month of new beginnings

Thursday, January 1, 2009

January...the month of new beginnings

January...the month of new beginnings, creating memories...the days are sunny and hot...loving salty blue days by the beach...carefree times...precious moments...This is the time to dream...relax...and look forward to the months ahead and what the New Year will bring...joy, laughter, contentment... perhaps challenges!!!

And now let us welcome the New Year...Full of things that have never been

~Rainer Maria Rilke~

Happy 2009 to my blogging friends...Dzintra

8 comments:

Lurline said...: Another lovely sentiment!
Hugs - Lurline♥; January 1, 2009 at 3:56 PM
RG said...: Yes it is!! ...and a very Happy new Year to you and yours.
hugs
Robyn xx; January 1, 2009 at 9:00 PM
Simone de Klerk said...: What a wonderful quote! Thank you so much. A very happy year for you too, dear Dzintra!; January 2, 2009 at 12:00 AM
Simone de Klerk said...: BTW love the calendar!; January 2, 2009 at 12:11 AM
chiara said...: I wish you a very happy new year! greetings to warm Australia, a kind of strange Christmas during summer :)
thank you for all your nice comments
hugs; January 2, 2009 at 9:44 AM
Anonymous said...: Happy new year !! Keep up with your lovely blog :-); January 2, 2009 at 10:48 AM
RG said...: Good morning Dzintra :o)
thanks so much for supporting Q4H and passing the word around by having the logo on your site.
Robyn xx; January 2, 2009 at 11:09 AM
Nat Palaskas said...: Hi Ingrid, its Natima here of http://notjustnat.blogspot.com Georgina told me about you and the blog so I did a search for your name. Hope you are well at your new home? I am a grandmother too now. My Isabella was born 9/01/09

Please keep in touch - love Natima; January 19, 2009 at 12:28 PM

Welcome To My World

Hello, my name is Dzintra Ingrid ... have been known as Ingrid and since our Sea Change I have started to use Dzintra ... pronounced without the D ... (but still known as Ingrid, I know, it's confusing ...)

Welcome to my world ... a journal of our Sea Change ... Mum to three wonderful children ... bringing up a daughter with a disability and seeing life through her eyes ... being a new Nanna ... photos ... inspiring quotes ... taking on a cookery course ... the odd recipe ... and trying to get some stitching done amongst all this ...

Dedicated to Carers...

'Welcome to Holland'

I am often asked to describe the experience of raising a child with a disability - to try to help people who have not shared that unique experience to understand it, to imagine how it would feel. It's like this ...

When you're going to have a baby, it's like planning a fabulous trip - to Italy. You buy a bunch of guidebooks and make your wonderful plans. The Colosseum, Michelangelo's David - the gondolas of Venice. You may learn some handy phrases in Italian. It's all very exciting.

After months of eager anticipation the day finally arrives. You pack your bags and off you go. Several hours later the plane lands. The stewardess comes in and says, 'Welcome to Holland'.

'Holland'? You say. 'What do you mean Holland? I signed up for Italy! I'm supposed to be in Italy. All my life I've dreamed of going to Italy'.

But there has been a change in the flight plan. They have landed in Holland, and there you must stay.

The important thing is that they haven't taken you to a horrible, filthy place, full of famine and disease. It's just a different place. So you must buy new guidebooks. And you must learn a whole new language. And you will meet a whole new group of people you would never have met.

It's just a different place. It's slower paced than Italy, less flashy than Italy. But after you've been there for a while, you look around, and you begin to notice that Holland has windmills, Holland has tulips, Holland even has Rembrandts.

But everyone you know is busy coming and going from Italy, and they are all bragging about what a wonderful time they had there. And for the rest of your life, you will say, 'Yes, that's where I was supposed to go. That is what I had planned'.

The pain of that will never go away, because the loss of a dream is a very significant loss. But if you spend your life mourning the fact that you didn't get to Italy, you may never be free to enjoy the very special, the very lovely things about Holland.

Written by Emily Perl Kingsley......Mother of a Child with a Disability

Kerri...

To everything there is a season,
and a time to every purpose under heaven:
A time to be born, and a time to die;
a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted;
A time to kill, and a time to heal;
a time to break down, and a time to build up;
A time to weep, and a time to laugh;
a time to mourn, and a time to dance;
A time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together;
a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing;
A time to get, and a time to lose;
a time to keep, and a time to cast away;
A time to rend, and a time to sow;
a time to keep silence, and a time to speak;
A time to love, and a time to hate;
a time of war; and a time of peace.~

Ecclesiastes 3:1-8

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Thursday, January 1, 2009

January...the month of new beginnings

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