Wistful Wednesdays: Waking Up And Picturing The Roses


5:00 a.m.

I sit at my kitchen table and I stare out the glass door at the dark cold sky and the rain spattered deck.

Do something, I think because I have a lot to do today and I want to be happy and cheerful.

Mood matters to me. Sun matters to me.

I scan a few pictures of nature and I stop on the rose. Just a single rose takes me everywhere I need to go in a few careful seconds, to my memories of flowers and wearing them in my hair when I was little girl. Next, I find a quote to match the rose, and before long, my morning wakes up into something wonderful.

“I believe in roses … And I believe in lots and lots and lots of them, too!”
― C. JoyBell C.

I am beginning a new project this week. A huge challenging task of putting myself in a 16-year-old girl’s head with nothing—no mom. No relatives because her given name was purposefully changed to mask any tie to her wild family. She’s not even wanted by a foster care family—all because of an odd and special gift no one gets.

Then I start to think about odd and special gifts. We all have something great about us. My old boss had double jointed fingers and elbows. My husband’s dad can stay calm through just about anything—he also has one of the best whistles I’ve ever heard. One of my girlfriend’s can sing lovely like a bird. My husband can dance. My brother can master any sport he tries, and me? I have my dreams and my words.

It’s really great to think how we all have something special and different about us. So when you feel sad, think of something wonderful, just about you.

So that’s my wistful Wednesday. Just a track of thoughts leading me to another really great thought.


About Erika Beebe

Author, dreamer, and a momma to a couple of wonderful kids, I try to live life everyday in hope and inspire others along my way.

Posted on April 24, 2013, in Uncategorized. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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