Treasures – a cooking pot and twisted tales

Feeling lazy from yesterday’s indulgence, and with the bunnies still hopping around in my tummy, I am so thankful that I don’t have to traipse off looking for precise photo shoots this morning.

The photo 101 prompt asking us to show our treasure and close up, makes it a bit easy today. I am just going to clip on some photos of my treasures in here.

They are absolutely the very best blessings that life brought me 🙂

There is nothing else in the entire Universe, that I can translate into what these beautiful one’s mean to me.

Thank you very much. Now back to some snooze. Life is a bit on the slow lane 😉

The term prized possessions sounds like I simply purchased them from a supermarket, which actually places a finite value on these treasures of mine.

We do not own our family/children but we are mere custodians of these young souls who decorate our lives and our families are gifts bestowed upon us.

The elixir obtained from experience shared, the roads traveled and joy from loved ones can neither be bottled nor sold.

My family are my pride and joy.

They are my treasures of inestimable value and for these beautiful ones, I am exceedingly thankful.

Every other material possession is disposable and replaceable. It’s simply there to satisfy a specific need.

Below is a short related prose that I wrote earlier in the year.

Life on a short lease….

Posted on May 25, 2015

In deed, nothing I have is truly mine,

I am simply a beneficiary,

Of the benevolence of a Supreme Being: God,

I am only a conscious receptor of goodwill and grace,

I am simply a custodian of blessings bestowed upon me,

A mere guardian of gifts innumerable.

Not to be taken for granted.

However we look at it.

I know this.

I am just a sojourner, a wayfarer.

Nothing I have is truly mine.