Sometimes, life takes us down unusual and unexpected paths.
Hopefully, that path is a long one and the people we meet along the way will travel it with us.
I found this photo today, taken almost 3 years ago.
That led to this…
3 years is a long time down the path of new motherhood and I couldn’t let the occasion go unmarked or unmentioned.
The paths we travel may now be different and not always paved with gold, but the journey we took made me the woman I am today…stronger, wiser and fatter (all those damn muffins) for knowing you. This poem is for you…
The Four Friends by A.A. Milne
Ernest was an elephant, a great big fellow,
Leonard was a lion with a six foot tail,
George was a goat, and his beard was yellow,
And James was a very small snail.
Leonard had a stall, and a great big strong one,
Earnest had a manger, and its walls were thick,
George found a pen, but I think it was the wrong one,
And James sat down on a brick
Earnest started trumpeting, and cracked his manger,
Leonard started roaring, and shivered his stall,
James gave a huffle of a snail in danger
And nobody heard him at all.
Earnest started trumpeting and raised such a rumpus,
Leonard started roaring and trying to kick,
James went on a journey with the goats new compass
And he reached the end of his brick.
Ernest was an elephant and very well intentioned,
Leonard was a lion with a brave new tail,
George was a goat, as I think I have mentioned,
but James was only a snail.
(p.s I’m pretty sure I’m the snail)