For one minute, walk outside, stand there, in silence, look up at the sky and contemplate how amazing life is.
29 August 2018
Both Joe and I loved bookmarks and I still do. I had a fad at one time to collect as many bookmarks as I could. Usually on holiday where it was likely we would find different sorts. And, oh boy, did we get a collection.
I have all sorts, embroidered ones and lace edged beauties, comic, and serious, and some with a motto picked up at fairs or exhibitions, usually relating to companies who had exhibitions on site. On one of our outings we paid a visit to a church that had a delightful stall full of gifts. I spotted some bookmarks with names on and there they were, one for Joseph and one for Valerie. Of course, I just had to have them.
Joe used his but not as avidly as me. I still have them and will never throw them away. They have our details on the borders which are/were uncannily true for both of us.
Joe's (Joseph) read like this:
Derivation from 'Yosef'' meaning 'addition to family
Strength: Has the temperament to reach his goals
Physical: He is a larger than life individual
Emotional: A devoted family man
Derivation from 'valere' meaning strong and healthy
Strength: A down to earth lady, you know where you stand
Physical: She always believes in her abilities
Emotional: Will always forgive and forget
Is it any wonder we never threw these bookmarks away? Daft as it sounds, if I was having a bad day I would pick up my latest read, not because of the book, but for the reassurance of my bookmark.