My favorite children’s book did not become a favorite until I was a teen. In fact, if my memory serves me correctly, I don’t think I had even heard of The Velveteen Rabbit, until we read it in our High School Sunday School class at church. Our youth leader, Ed Salo, was someone I greatly admired in my teen years, and quite possibly why this book has continued to mean so much to me.
The Velveteen Rabbit (or How Toys Become Real) was written by Margery Williams in 1922. If you do not know the story, you can read it for yourself here. I still have my copy of the book that I bought when I was 17 years old, it is packed away and after this I might just have to go dig it out. I also purchased copies of the book for all of my friends in our youth group. We had all become very close that year, and it was my going away to college gift to them all.
The book is about a toy rabbit that is loved very much by a little boy. He loves him so much, he takes him every where with him. As you can imagine the rabbit made of velveteen begins to become worn and tattered from all of the love. The rabbit is on a quest to become real. The young boy becomes ill, and the rabbit is discarded with other toys as it is feared to be infected with scarlet fever germs. It is then in a bag waiting to be burned that the velveteen rabbit becomes a real rabbit.
The book has been interpreted over the years has having a deeper meaning for many. The underlying message to me is about unconditional love. Love isn’t always beautiful and perfect. At times it is messy and ugly. The people we love are sometimes tattered and torn, but if we truly love them, unconditionally, we must accept them the way they are.
It is hard work to become “real” ourselves. We need to be open and honest with those around us, and also with ourselves.
I am still working on being real. How about you?
The winter has been long and cold, and it has been 4 1/2 years since we left Florida to move back to Pennsylvania. Both Tara and I have been “homesick” for Disney, not really Florida, well, yes, the warmth of the Florida winter, but especially Disney.
When we lived in Orlando,we visited Disney pretty much on a weekly basis. It was our go to activity if we were bored and had nothing to do. Having Annual Passes made it very easy, we would just hope on 417 and in less than an hour we would be on Disney property.
Here in PA, in the winter, there really is NOTHING to do, well nothing to do that doesn’t cost a fortune.
I decided for Ruby Tuesday Too, I would take you on a virtual walk around Magic Kingdom!
|Don’t forget to pay attention to where you park. The parking lots are huge and you will be very tired at the end of the day!|
|Now hope on a tram, and the fun will soon begin.|
|Let’s take the monorail today!|
|Monorail red it will be!!!|
|Mickey and the train station! Are you ready to go into the park?|
|If you are lucky you might see the Main Street band.|
|I think we will take the horse drawn trolley to today and miss the crowds on Main St.!|
|You can’t miss Cinderella’s Castle, maybe you want to stop for a show?|
|Now for a spin in the tea cups…..|
|Let’s drive the the Tomorrowland Speedway|
|Ready to cool off? How about a thrilling ride on Splash Mtn?|
|We need to detour back an go to Haunted Mansion! One of my favorites!|
|Who is that? Why it’s the Genie from Aladdin!|
|Dinner at Libery Tree with Chip and Dale was always a favorite!|
|And we end the day with FIREWORKS!|
Regret – (v) feel sad, repentant, or disappointed over (something that has happened or been done, esp. a loss or missed opportunity).
To borrow a line from “My Way” one of Frank Sinatra’s songs, “regrets, I’ve had a few, but then again too few to mention”, I don’t think any of us can go through life without some regrets. We can regret some little things in life, or some major decisions we’ve made. We might regret something we said to a loved one in anger, and immediately regretted it. We might regret decisions or choices we’ve made, but we can not let them stand in the way of use moving on.
Personally, I do have some regrets, I’ve made some questionable decisions at times, done some things that looking back were not the best choices, but in the end, my life now might be totally different. We never know if different choices would have made our circumstances better or worse.
At one time, I might have said I regretted the choice I made in a spouse. There were major issues from the very beginning, but I honestly was in love. I made a choice, tried to stand by my man, but in the end our issues were more than I could handle. However, from that union, we have my daughter Tara. For sure, no matter the path, even if I had married someone else and had another child, none would be just like Tara.
When Rick passed away in 2010, we had not heard from him in years. Tara and I were also estranged from his family, a family I had one time felt very much a part of. In the end, Rick died alone, homeless, in a field, the news article said. Talk about a few moments of regret. Had I chosen to stay with him, would he have eventually been able to fight off his addictions, or would our entire life been one big regret in the end. I did what I thought was best for my infant child at the time. No regrets, no looking back.
I’ve moved away from home twice, once to Northern Virginia, on my own, the other to Florida, with Tara. I was gone five years the first time and six the second. Both times, I have come back “home” to Pennsylvania, in fact right now, I live only one mile from the house I grew up in! I don’t regret those moves. Both times, I just felt like I needed a change. Neither time was planned too far in advance. That’s seems to be how I roll. In the end, moving back home felt right both times. I’m not saying I’ll never leave “home” again…. who knows what the future brings.
Do you have any regrets in life? How do you think you might be different if you had done something different that you now regret.
Check out other Two Shoes Tuesday posts and see what others have to say about regret or rocker.
I am OVER the cold and dreary weather. Spring arrived last week, and I think we have had 2 semi warm and sunny days.
Yellow always makes me think of the sun, and the sun makes me feel warm!
Daffodils totally signify the arrival of spring. Ours are just peeping out from the soil.
I didn’t have much time for new adventures this week, with work and such.
Even though spring has arrived according to the calendar, for the most part, the thermometer is not in agreement. The nicest day we’ve had so far was yesterday (Saturday) and of course I worked!
I was looking through photos of different trips into Philly, and thought I would share PEOPLE and PETS of the city! Dreaming of a nice warm day like the one on which these photos were shoot.
|Love the hat! I love the different ethnic areas of the city!|
|How different must it be to be a dog in the city?|
|Great mohawk. How awesome to be bold enough to wear a hair style that you know will attract attention (both good and bad).|
|I’ve got a special place in my heart for Yorkies and this one was a cutie!|
|Photographer being photographed. I’m not sure if I ever figured out what she was shooting.|
|Adorable pink scooter!|
|We took a carriage ride through the Old Town our driver was a very eccentric woman! I titled this photo Stella but now I can’t remember if that was the driver or the horse LOL|
“One is the Loneliest Number”
“One is the loneliest number that you’ll ever do.”
-Three Dog Night
I guess I’ve been a “!” for so long that I don’t really think of it being a lonely number.
I was the youngest of four kids…my siblings 10 years+ older than me, so it was kind of like being an only child. I spent a lot of time alone.
I have never really minded being alone. I like spending time with myself. Even now I relish every moment of time when I am home ALONE!
Tara is a “1” too…. an only child, she has not yet embraced loving the ONENESS!
Who knew I would have so much trouble finding pictures of only ONE.
Visit You’ll Shoot Your Eye Out, she’s another Philly girl!
Love and Lattes,
Steely Dan reminds me of of my college days at Paul Smiths (they are on the radio now)
I find coffee very satisfying.
My least favorite people are mean people.
Too bad we need pay for the things we want.
Friday…what a great day it has been.
I really didn’t do anything special but something I was stressing about in the end worked out okay.
Tara and I headed out to do grocery shopping and I was so excited to come home with bags and bags of food to fill up the fridge and pantry for $117 from Bottom Dollar foods. We are feeding an extra mouth right now and I was all about quantity.
Tara’s friend (boyfriend) is visiting for a few days as well so we have a full house this week and are actually feeding 2 extra mouths I guess. Justin doesn’t eat much though!
We are finally getting Tara’s birthday present tonight. A small tattoo. She has patiently waited a month for this until we had the $$$. I am sitting here patiently waiting, people watching and listening to some good tunes that have been playing.
What else was up this week? Oh, spring is here but it is not yet warm. Every day we get a little closer.
I work tomorrow, and then have off until Wednesday at 10am. Yeah me!
I am going to try something new, and as is par for the course, I am TWO days late. It is however the FIRST DAY off SPRING, which is one of the prompts I have been trying to write about!
A quick glance at her blog and I can tell Josie is an awesome person. She has cats and I LOVE her blog button!
Two Shoes Tuesday provides us with 2 prompt words each week, which we can use to write and essay, short story, poem, etc using one or the other or both words. I am going to give it a try.
The prompt words for this week are SPRING and BREATHE.
Spring is FINALLY here.
The whole world comes back to life around us in the spring, and it gives hope for better times after the darkness of winter.
Spring officially arrives today (3/20) with the vernal equinox at 12:57 EDT. I might have to go outside and do a happy dance! I think the Robins and other birds are singing a little louder this morning.
I love watching the world around me come back to life. The brown grass and seemingly lifeless trees, slowly return to green. The trees blossom and flowers bloom. Our daffodils are just starting to peek through the ground now that the almost constant blanket of snow has melted. I can’t wait until the first morning I walk out and see their bright yellow blooms.
While winter makes me want to hibernate and stay inside, spring with it’s warmer temperatures and extra daylight hours invites me to spend more time outside. Grabbing my camera, rolling down the care windows and headed out to a park for a walk is a favorite evening activity.
Spring makes me smile!
My city, Philadelphia is covered in murals. We love to drive around the different neighborhoods of the city and see if we can find new murals. The murals are mostly part of the Philadelphia Mural Arts Program.
In addition to the painted murals (often time including other medium), Philadelphia is also the home of Isaiah Zagar, and amazing mosaic artist whose murals can be found around the city and at Philadelphia Magic Garden, a row home that is almost entirely covered in Isaiah’s works, both inside and out. It is one of my favorite places in the city!
I have shared Isaiah’s works before but never as a part of Monday Mural.
|I love looking for words and quotes within the mosaics.|
|This is the artist Isaiah Zagar riding his bike past a wall of his work.|
I’m linking up to a few Monday Meme’s with this post…