Yesterday I discovered Mom's old silver-and-blue Paper Mate pen (with 2 little hearts on it) was missing from its usual place in the sunflower cup on my desk. This was her special pen she used to write notes to excuse me from school. I looked everywhere for it, and then had to let it go.
This morning, I grabbed a fat, blue plastic pen out of the nightstand drawer to write in my journal. As the pen moved across the empty page, the logo InkJoy caught my eyes along with the two little hearts that separated Paper Mate. Mom's love was still coming through! It was one of those AHA! angel moments. The writing instrument isn't important as long as you fill up the blank page in your Book of Life today with joy ink.
Love and peace,
Rae Karen
