Category Archives: Family and Friends

Family and friends short story writing collection relating to lifestyle themes.

The Dog Who Loves Christmas!

The dog who loves Christmas

Meet Oscar! The Dog Who Loves Christmas! (Oscar belongs to my dearest friends Dick and Marilyn Hill).

Meet Oscar, the dog who loves Christmas!  T’was the night before Christmas, now where is that little dog?

The Dog Who Loves Christmas!

T’was the night before Christmas,

now where is that little dog?

He’s snuggled before the fireplace;

why not throw on another log!

The dog who loves Christmas

Oscar lounging by the fireplace.

With the house all decorated,

in bright colors of red and green,

Oscar dashed right outside,

but in the snow he could hardly be seen!

He dog who loves Christmas

Oscar playing in the snow.

Oscar, the dog who loves Christmas;

he’s such a good sport.

When he plays he often rolls like a ball,

for his furry legs are so short!

The dog who loves Christmas

Oscar takes a “time out.”

Now do not be mistaken,

although a little dog is he.

Oscar fills the hearts of those around him,

like the blazing warmth of a beautiful Christmas tree!

The dog who loves Christmas

Oscar takes time to spend a moment loving his sister Halo Rose.

Poem by Felecia R. Weber 2014, OntheWingofaDove.com; photographs courtesy of Marilynn Hill.

The dog who loves Christmas

Merry Christmas!

“Calling all dog lovers!”

If you have a four-legged furry friend that you’d like to have featured in a poem on my blog, email your cutest photographs and a short bio to me, Felecia at frosew04@gmail.com.

Hope to hear from you soon!

Peace and love,

Felecia

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Thanksgiving Day

Thanksgiving Day

“Flower Study,” 1866, John Jessup Hardwick. Image from a page of the 2014 Desk Calendar, courtesy of The Metropolitan Museum of Art Store

Thanksgiving Day

I Remember When

November 26, 2014

“So once every year we throng upon a day apart, to praise the Lord with feast and song in thankfulness of heart.”  Arthur Guiterman, The First Thanksgiving

Thanksgiving Day always brings me home again when I feast upon some of the tastiest memories of my childhood.  Breathing deeply in my reverie, O can almost capture the smells of the turkey slowly baking in the oven; the candied yams browning under a heavy blanket of ALAGA syrup; and the macaroni and cheese bubbling over onto the foil-lined baking sheet.  Oh, and just the thought of the buttery layers of the crescent rolls makes my taste buds dance with delight!  My eyes light up too, when I peek back at the sight of all of the finery decorating the table.  The fancy china, cloth napkins and crystal wine glasses carefully placed before each chair somehow made me feel regal and all grown up.  My, I feel as though I’ve gobbled up my Thanksgiving Day meal already!

There is more, however, that fills me up when celebrating this special day.  The time spent with my family and friends warms me more than any specially prepared dish ever can.   Along with my childhood Thanksgiving Day memories, I am grateful for the ones that I, shared  with those whom I love so dearly, will make this year…and I plan to hold onto them closely to enjoy for the rest of my life.

Wishing you and yours a very full and blessed Thanksgiving Day!

Peace and love,

Felecia

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On Going Home

On Going home

on going homeA Quote to Carry You

November 24, 2014

“Sometimes [going] home and sleeping in your childhood room is all the rejuvenation your body and mind needs.”  Alexia Danielle 

There is much wisdom in that simple statement isn’t there?  With the Thanksgiving holiday fast approaching, I am sure that we can all relate to the simple pleasures of just going home.  An excitement like no other builds as we think about being around family members and friends that we don’t get to visit with often enough.  Going home and being surrounded by the things that are so much a part of who we are does trigger a sense of rest and relaxation deep within us as well.  This year I plan to spend the holiday with my two sister, Marjorie and Andrea, and I can’t wait to see them!  Are you counting down the days, like I am?

I wish you much rest and rejuvenation while enjoying the very best of times with your family and friends…and prayers for safe travels going home!

Peace and love,

Felecia

 

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It Would Have Been

It would have been

Our wedding day, November 21, 1987…forever will I cherish that day and the many beautiful years that followed.

It would have been like all those precious moments we’ve lived together and shared through our special love.

It Would Have Been

It would have been so lovely to share our anniversary with you today.

I am sure you’d vividly recall how we spent each one, over the years, along the way.

It would have been such a joy for me to see you in your favorite black sweater.

My sweet husband smiling at me through candlelight…my, nothing could be better.

It would have been such a thrill for me to be held tightly in your arms.

To hear you whisper, “I love you” to me; words written on our hearts like sparkling, silver charms.

It would have been like all those precious moments we’ve lived together and shared through our special love.

Although I’ll never get to be with you again here on earth…I am full of hope, my dear, sweet one, that we’ll join each other in heaven above.

Felecia R. Weber 2014, OntheWingofaDove.com

I dedicate this poem to my precious, late husband, Stephen Cullen Weber.  He made my life so full and complete over the almost 27 years we’ve shared in marriage.  I cannot express fully with words what joy, contentedness and honor I’ve had the privilege to experience during that time.  I was given so much and I am so grateful for that.  Going forward I can only promise that I will do all that I can to share what I have now, with those around me whom I love so much.

Peace and love,

Felecia

 

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On Love and Loss

On Love and Loss

on love and lossA Quote to Carry You

November 17, 2014

“If all else perished, and he remained, I should still continue to be; and if all else remained, and he were annihilated, the universe would turn to a mighty stranger.”  Emily Bronte, Wuthering Heights

On love and loss…I believe that losing someone can be the catalyst for loving others more deeply.  One thing that I’ve learned after having lost my dear husband, is that life does go on…whether we choose to accept it or not…and it waits for no one.  Another thing that I have realized is that, losing a loved one does not have to be a time of emptiness.  It can actually be the fullest time one can ever experience.  When we move forward in love, bringing the love that we had for our beloved along with us, letting it saturate our lives, our loss becomes a beautiful bounty that we can share with those around us.

When the time comes for you to experience love and loss…may it spawn a harvest of love that never ends.

Peace and love,

Felecia

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Ezekiel!

Ezekiel

This is Ezekiel, the beautiful and loving Labradoodle, who belongs to my dear friends Pamela & Royal Starkey

Ezekiel! He puts smiles on faces that once were so sad.

“I believe that God defined unconditional love when he created dogs.”  Felecia R. Weber, On theWingofaDove.com

Ezekiel!

Here is Ezekiel and oh what a lad.

He puts smiles on faces that once were so sad.

Ezekeil

Ezekiel helps make reading a lot more fun!

Ezekiel

Ezekiel uses his therapy dog skills to help so many people feel better.

He’s such a comfort and he’s playful too;

how he loves to join in on the things his humans do!

Ezekiel

“Did someone say TREATS?!!”

Ezekiel

“Okay, are we cycling?…vroom, vroom!

Ezekiel

“…or driving the car?!!”

Ezekiel is curious, and in his own special way…

he’ll make you chuckle and always brighten your day!

Ezekiel

“Hmmm, okay…well, this is definitely not a toy, but can we keep it anyway?!!”

Ezekiel

“Tell the truth…how do I look?”

Poem by Felecia R. Weber 2014, OntheWingofaDove.com; photographs courtesy of Pamela Starkey

Ezekiel

The name Ezekiel means “strength of God,” and this loving and caring pooch certainly lives up to his name in the way he helps to strengthen the buoyancy of life in others. Thank you for your service to others Ezekiel!

“Calling all dog lovers!”

If you have a four-legged furry friend that you’d like to have featured in a poem on my blog, email your cutest pictures and a short bio to me, Felecia, at frosew04@gmail.com.

Hope to hear from you soon!

Peace and love,

Felecia

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October

October

“Dancing Days,” photograph of my sister Marjorie and me posing for one of our many dance recitals.

October

I Remember When

October 31, 2014

“There’s a chill in the air, dark evenings come early, leaves fall softly dressed in autumnal hues.  October is here, get out and enjoy it…take in the magnificent views!”  Felecia R. Weber, OntheWingofaDove.com

The month of October brings to mind many “warm and cozy”  memories from my childhood.  The chilly, dark evenings; chimneys puffing out smoke from fireplaces ablaze inside; snuggling up in heavy flannel blankets…all of these images put me in the mood for all of the heartwarming delights this season brings.  One memory in particular, truly brings this feeling home to me…

My sister Marjorie, my cousin Toni and I spent quite a bit of time together when we were kids.  One thing that all three of us enjoyed, was donning our tights and leotards, grabbing our tap and jazz shoes and piling into the car for dance class every Wednesday evening.  Classes normally started in the fall, aligning with the school year, so by the time late September-early October rolled around, the evenings would be dark and chilly when our classes let out.

I always loved the times we spent in the dance studio, learning new dance steps and rehearsing our “routines” for the end-of-year recitals.  Flitting around to the beat of the lively dance tunes all seemed so whimsical to me. No doubt my Dad may have thought we looked like three excited little butterflies as we fluttered out and tumbled into the car when he’d come and pick us up to take us home.

I think I enjoyed our rides home just as much as I did our dance classes. Why? Well the fun wasn’t over yet!  October not only taunts autumnal changes in the air…there are plenty of other delights to enjoy as well!  Many times my Dad would have picked up a jug of apple cider and freshly baked cake donuts as a special treat for us.  I can almost smell it now, the delicious sweetness of the cider and donuts that hovered in the car as we drove home.  With our stomachs growling at the scents, and our mouths giggling and chatting on, there was one more treat in store.  My Dad would turn on the car radio tuning in the mystery-suspense stories from the classic program called “Night Fall”…and our senses were heightened even more! Wooooooo!!!

So tell me, won’t you, what is your favorite childhood memory that happened in the month of October?

Peace and love,

Felecia

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Mardi Gras’ Masquerade

mardi gras' masquerade

This is Mardi Gras, the dainty, little Papillon who. belongs to my dearest friends, Dick & Marilyn Hill.

Mardi Gras’ Masquerade,  oh my, he’s such a joy…

Mardi Gras’ Masquerade

mardi gras' masquerade

Mardi Gras, “jumping for joy!”

Mardi Gras’ masquerade,

oh my, he’s such a joy.

He’s quiet-natured, but don’t be fooled;

’cause he’s also a swift and sly boy!

Mardi gras' masquerade

Mardi Gras’ butterfly ears and beads.

A Papillon this dainty dog is,

his ears are butterfly shaped.

He’s light on his feet and so hard to catch,

sometimes though, he’s only narrowly escaped.

mardi gras' masquerade

“Okay, I’m ready for my picture to be taken, please!”

Mardis Gras’ masquerade,

He loves to dress up in his clothes.

You’d swear there is royalty in his blood,

for he’s so graceful from his head to his toes.

mardi gras' masquerade

“Catch me if you can!”

He loves to dart around the yard,

he’ll give his siblings a run for their money.

But when he’s nestled down for an afternoon nap,

well, Mardi Gras is just as sweet as honey!

mardi gras' masquerade

“Yawn!…nite, nite.”

Poem by Felecia R. Weber 2014, OntheWingofaDove.com; photographs courtesy of Marilyn Hill.

Mardi gras' masquerade

Can you guess who this is?

“Calling all dog lovers!”

If you have a four-legged furry friend that you’d like to have featured in a poem on my blog, email your cutest pictures and a short bio to me, Felecia at frosew04@gmail.com.

Hope to hear from you soon!

Peace and love,

Felecia

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