Doris Day

Some pictures of kids on the school my little niece.

I've transferred these photos on paintings each child made him/herself.

Every class got it's own artist / photographer and each child made a little piece of art.

These will be sold to the parents the day after tomorrow.

The money will go to chairity ... Stichting Hartedroom.

This whole day was the idea of 3 mothers and is one of the projects they have planned,

to collect money for Stichting Hartedroom. If you understand Dutch, please check out their website www.actiedono.nl.

Was so much fun! It was a 'bit' scary too, but I had a blast...

Thanx kids!

Next to me...

I'm lying on the floor, eyes closed, while I am listening to the soft, manly breath next to me. "How I've missed that", the soft thought brushes ever so lightly against a place in my heart and head I thought gone, for such a long time... Still, lying still, holding my breath, I feel an old warm feeling blossoming in my chest... Such gentle, yet strong longing of someone next to me. Not sexual, but in spirit and in mind... to share, to laugh, to fight. Not being alone to deal with my every day life, but someone I talk to about my day and to listen to his. To silently cuddle up on the sofa and not talk for hours but still feel so happy, just to share the same space with someone I love and loves me right back... I savor the sound of that breath inches away from me, so close we can touch... Then my yoga teacher tells us to open our eyes and the moment is gone. Still, the longing remains, not throbbing, just there, softly tugging at my heartstrings...telling me it is time to let go. I walk outside in the moist winter air and feel my step getting lighter every step I take. It is time. It is time for someone next to me.