Monday, December 23, 2013

'Twas the Month...

I'm over at From the Write Angle today with a holiday poem I hope you enjoy (especially those of you who participate in NaNo!).

Not everyone celebrates a holiday this time of year, but that doesn't stop me from hoping each and every one of you finds some wonder, joy and love in the coming weeks! Take time to hug your loved ones and celebrate those special moments that can only be found with friends and family. Know I'm thinking of you and wishing you the best.

Happy holidays to all!

Monday, December 16, 2013

'Tis the Season to be Sappy!

It should come as a surprise to absolutely no one who knows me that I'm a bit of a sap. I can be a tough cookie about a lot of things, but stories with heart get me. So 'tis the season to find me with Christmas movies on in the background.

I even watch some of those really over the top ones where the plot is so predictable you know the ending within the first five minutes. I know they're going to syrupy sweet and deliberately sappy, yet I still find myself welling up. This amuses my family to a ridiculous extreme!

I tend to get teary with at least one scene from every movie. Rudolph's Island of Misfit Toys? The scene where the General enters the showroom in White Christmas? When the angel gets her wings? When the letters arrive in a Christmas on 34th street? These get me every single time.

How about you? Are you a fan of Christmas movies? What's your favourite?

Wednesday, December 4, 2013

Backhanded Compliments

You know them. Those words with their hidden meanings. The simple phrases that on the surface seem benign.

But they're not.

We know better than most that words have power. They have life. Strength.

Use them wisely. Carefully.

A few words nearly broke me a little while ago. They weren't meant with ill intent. At least I don't think they were.

The speaker thought she was being helpful. And funny.

She wasn't.

It's taken a while but I've built a scab over her words. I'm believing again. As I knew I would.

After all, my belief is part of me. Not her. Not in her words or her thoughts.

And I believe I can. I will.

One day.