donna o'donnell figurski Author
  • Home
  • About
  • Prisoners Without Bars
    • A Book is Born
    • Cast of Characters
    • A Prisoners Escape
    • Sneak Peek 1
    • Sneak Peek 2
    • Sneak Peek 3
  • Bookity Blog
  • Published Works
  • My Favorite Books
  • Brain Injury Books
  • Awards & Accolades
  • Interviews & Events
    • Events Past/To Come
  • Press Release
  • Contact
  • Home
  • About
  • Prisoners Without Bars
    • A Book is Born
    • Cast of Characters
    • A Prisoners Escape
    • Sneak Peek 1
    • Sneak Peek 2
    • Sneak Peek 3
  • Bookity Blog
  • Published Works
  • My Favorite Books
  • Brain Injury Books
  • Awards & Accolades
  • Interviews & Events
    • Events Past/To Come
  • Press Release
  • Contact
Search by typing & pressing enter

YOUR CART

Bookity Blog

Picture
Picture
Picture

7/23/2022 0 Comments

Musings by Donna #62                                                                  It’s the Little Things …

Picture

(republished  from Donna O'Donnell Figurski's Blog)

    It’s the little things that count – that make a strong friendship – an even stronger marriage. Sure diamonds are fun to get. So are rubies, sapphires, opals, and pearls – so beautiful in necklaces, rings, bracelets or earrings. But, it’s the little things that say, “I love you and I respect you, and I really, really care for you.” It’s the little things that show the love.  

     Every morning David and I greet each other with an embrace and a kiss. On the weekends, I am usually up, showered, dressed, and downstairs before him, paying bills, checking email, and making our favorite oatmeal with Hershey’s dark chocolate powder and cinnamon. (They are good for your health: dark chocolate – cardiovascular health. It’s a powerhouse for antioxidants. Milk chocolate is my nemesis. Too bad it’s full of calories. Cinnamon has been touted to lower blood sugar in type 2 diabetics.)

     When I hear David making his way slowly down the stairs, I anticipate our good morning. I know he is going to hug me, and I him. Then when day ends and we crawl into bed, I know he will hold me as I curl up in his arms. Sometimes we hold hands as we drift off to sleep. It’s the little things – the foyer light welcoming me home after a late night working at the theater or the emptied dishwasher or my jeans and shirts washed, dried, and folded waiting for me to put away. The simple words “I love you” that end each phone conversation or the random, “I love you!” I love you more!” I love you more most!” or three hand squeezes, our secret vow of love, make me sigh. These are the little things that mean so much.

                          They are the little things that count …
                                                                                      that make me feel special.


If you enjoy my blog, please pass it on to all your friends and they to theirs. If you hate my blog, go ahead and send it to your enemies. I won’t mind. (Clip art compliments of Bing.)

Picture
0 Comments

7/19/2022 1 Comment

Cricket Celebrations

Picture
Picture

 
Cricket Adoption-Day Celebration

I can't believe lil' pup has lived with us for a whole year. She moved in with nothing but her blanket on June 14th, 2021 and decided to stay. We're so glad she did.  She's become an integral part of our lives with her love and loyalty. She constantly makes us laugh with her silly pup-like antics.





Cricket's Birthday Celebration

We also celebrated her 14th birthday on July 7th, 2022 with a special treat that she gobbled right down. She loves her new, fluffy bed that she sleeps half in and half out of. Whatever!

Actually, those are just two special  celebration days in Cricket's life. But, truthfully, we celebrate each and every day of her life. She's an amazing pup.

Prisoners Without Bars: A Caregiver's Tale

1 Comment





    I

    Author

    I am the author of Prisoners without Bars: A Caregiver's Tale. It's the true story of how my husband almost left me--three times.
    He had three brain surgeries in less than two weeks. Those are pretty drastic measures, don't you think? I told him if he didn't come back to me, I would never forgive him. And guess what? It worked. He did!​

    Archives

    March 2023
    January 2023
    December 2022
    November 2022
    August 2022
    July 2022
    May 2022
    April 2022
    February 2022
    January 2022
    September 2021
    July 2021
    June 2021
    May 2021
    April 2021
    March 2021
    February 2021
    January 2021
    December 2020
    November 2020

    RSS Feed

Proudly powered by Weebly