How nice, another birthday card. Rosie sipped on her tea, and listened as the movers grunted and called out to each other about the best way to get whatever it was they were moving into the house. Her birthdays usually came and went without much fanfare, but this time, she had to admit, all the activity of getting the “girls” settled in was a lot of fun.
Each was so different, and the luggage and pieces of furniture that were arriving each day, was so fascinating. So far, the silver dragon sculpture had been the best, although the very old roll top desk was also interesting. packages of odd sizes and shapes arrived day and night. She was so glad she had accepted the offer to be here.
Even her old chest of drawers fit in, her room was big enough for her to enjoy the privacy of her room when she needed it. Yet close enough to the kitchen and public area, for her to keep an eye on the coming and goings of the participants in the project that had brought them all together.
Birthdays were such happy times. She wondered how old she was… but then, catching sight of herself in the mirror, she smiled. Who cares she thought.. It is how I feel, and darn it all, I feel pretty good.
*knock *knock…” Roses for Ms Rosie”…. said a voice…
The day just couldn’t get any better thought Rosie. Every day was so full of surprises.!
We hope you had a grand day dear friends… join us again for tidbits on Rosie and her friends.
PL Precept # 2 To live is to express One’s Self
PL Precept #15 All is a mirror