Piorra Maison

Piorra Maison est le fière distributeur de Chalk Paint™ une peinture décorative par Annie Sloan à Montréal, Québec.
Piorra Maison is the proud Stockist of Chalk Paint™ decorative paints by Annie Sloan in Montreal, Québec.

Monday, February 14, 2011

Love and hearts

I was sitting here wondering what I should be blogging about today. Kinda a feeling a little melancholy. I have a ham slow cooking. I invited my Mom over for supper. I was trying to finish a project I started. Kind of all over the place, bouncing back and forth on different things.  I came across Blogfest 2011 In New York City. I was thinking about signing up and at the same time I could visit my Daughter who moved to NYC last year. The place to be in her industry. Fashion Design, I am a  proud Mom. She also has her own blog. TREND ALERT. I am kinda of missing her.

The doorbell rings dragging me back to reality. I see a man standing at the door?????? He has a delivery. He asks for my daughter by name.  Mmmm nice, flowers for her. I sign. He asks is that you and I respond NO! He smiles and leaves. Thanks a bunch for making me feel real good, dude! 

Curious, I sneak a peek at the envelope. Na, I should call her in NYC and tell her a beautiful bouquet of flowers came for her?? 

I wonder...strange....  she has a boyfriend in NYC.  Sooo..... I continued doing this, my project.

My curiosity took over me and I opened the envelope. Well I started to cry. The delivery dude got it wrong..so wrong. They were from my daughter and her boyfriend to ME! Little old ME! How sweet she is...she always makes me feel so good. She made my day. Sooo thoughtful. 

Here they are. She knows how I love flowers. xx

I started the title of my blog with Love and Hearts...I was going to blog about my new theme for my bedroom. LOVE AND HEARTS.  This is so much better for Valentines. Which brings me back to an email that was sent to me from a good friend and I sent it on to my daughter this morning after our conversation about Sisters. Here it is......My words to inspire for the day. 

A young wife sat on a sofa on a hot humid day,

     drinking iced tea and visiting with her mother. As

     they talked about life, about marriage, about the

     responsibilities of life and the obligations            of

     adulthood, the mother clinked the ice cubes in her

     glass thoughtfully and turned a clear, sober glance

     upon her daughter.

     'Don't forget your sisters,' she advised, swirling

     the tea leaves to the bottom of her glass. 'They'll

     be more important as you get older. No matter how

     much you love your husband, no matter how much you

     love the children you may have, you are still going

     to need sisters. Remember to go places with them now

     and then; do things with them.'

     'Remember that 'sisters' means ALL the women...

     your girlfriends, your daughters, and all your other

     women relatives too. 'You'll need other women. Women

     always do.'

     What a funny piece of advice!' the young woman

     thought. Haven't I just gotten married?

     Haven't I just joined the couple-world? I'm now a

     married woman, for goodness sake! A grownup! Surely

     my husband and the family we may start will be all I

     need to make my life worthwhile!'

     But she listened to her mother. She kept contact

     with her sisters and made more women friends each

     year. As the years tumbled by, one after another,

     she gradually came to understand that her mother really

     knew what she was talking about. As time and nature

     work their changes and their mysteries upon a woman,

     sisters are the mainstays of her life.

     After more than 50 years of living in this world,

     here is what I've learned:


     Time passes.

     Life happens.

     Distance separates.

     Children grow up.

     Jobs come and go.

     Love waxes and wanes.

     Men don't do what they're supposed to do.

     Hearts break.

     Parents die.

     Colleagues forget favors.

     Careers end.


     Sisters are there, no matter how much time and how

     many miles are

     between you. A girl friend is never farther away

     than needing her can reach.

     When you have to walk that lonesome valley and you

     have to walk it by yourself, the women in your life

     will be on the valley's rim, cheering you on,

     praying for you, pulling for you, intervening on

     your behalf, and waiting with open arms at the

     valley's end.

     Sometimes, they will even break the rules and walk

     beside you....Or come in and carry you out.

     Girlfriends, daughters, granddaughters,

     daughters-in-law, sisters, sisters-in-law,            Mothers,

     Grandmothers, aunties, nieces, cousins, and extended

     family: all bless our life!

     The world wouldn't be the same without women, and

     neither would I. When we began this adventure called

     womanhood, we had no idea of the incredible joys or

     sorrows that lay ahead. Nor did we know how much we

     would need each other.

Happy Valentine's Day


  1. Your flowers are absolutely beautiful, what a sweet daughter you have !

  2. Hi there, thanks for leaving a comment on my blog- hope the ice and snow will go soonand you will enjoy the springtime too!
    What a lovely and moving post. I can't agree more with the sentiment in the story about the young wife and her finding out you need you sisters/ women friends.They have helped me all throughout my good and especially bad times.And are still there for me as I am for them- it all makes life so much more worthwhile.What a lovely buch of flowers, hope you will enjoy it for a long time!! Happy belated Valentine's day.

  3. I love your pretty flowers from your daughter.
    I also enjoyed reading about how important our sisters and the women in our lives are to us.

    Today is my youngest sister's birthday and the middle sister's was Saturday. They mean the world to me.

    Thanks for becoming a follower on my blog. I'm now following you and I'll be back often.