I am at the end of my US trip. And the one thigs I always buy, as MOST people I know always do are ..Fridge Magnets.
In another deep conversation with my friends Jamie and Quanita, and the many spontaneous quotes came up, and we thought they were fridge magnet worthy.
And yet another trip to a friend beautiful home.. while the house itself was gorgeous….I found myself lingering a lot more around the fridge. It has more true memories and account of the family and what was important to them.
Made me pause….. the Irony (since I am a Fan)
Isn’t it poignant how our faithful companion, the refrigerator, stands as a silent witness to the ebb and flow of our lives? In its cool embrace, it safeguards the perishable, inside and out.
Each magnet, adorned with memories etched in time, a sanctuary of emotion—a tapestry woven with threads of travel, friendship, family, laughter, motivations, and nostalgia.
Here, amidst the hum of its machinery, we pin our dreams and aspirations, our triumphs and tribulations, creating a mosaic of our deepest joys and sorrows.
In its icy depths, it shelters the sustenance of our bodies, but on its surface, it cradles the sustenance of our souls
A silent victory board… and a reflection of a life lived. That which keeps things cold makes our heart warm.
Maybe, It’s worth looking at the fridge and seeing.I have a suspicion, the fridge will tell a story worth listening to 🙂
