Day 1818: Children

Almost exactly three years ago, I published another post titled “Children.”    ‘Tis the season, I suppose, for visions of children to dance in my head.

Also, I saw this yesterday:

Are visions of children dancing in my other photos from yesterday?

That’s my only child, Aaron. When I was a child, I was told it was not advisable for me to have children because of my very unusual heart.   I doubt that outdated advice is in this book …

….which my child and I saw yesterday at a local library.

Children are good for a happy, healthy heart. So is music like this:

Thanks to all the children and adults who helped me create today’s post and — of course! — to YOU.

Day 1381: Sweet

Many things are sweet this morning, my sweet readers, including the following:

1. I am recovering  sweetly from my open heart surgery of September 21,
2. I  don’t have to worry about how many sweets I eat right now (although I am watching my salt and my vitamin K intake),
3. sweet people including my friend Jeanette in Philadelphia are sending me chocolates and other sweets,
4. there are still sweet cookies left over from the bunch we bought yesterday at the sweet Lakota Bakery in Arlington,
5. my boyfriend, Michael, talked to my sweet 18-year-old son, Aaron, on the phone yesterday, helping Aaron to cook more sweet food in his dorm kitchen in Edinburgh, Scotland,
6. I am not fasting for Yom Kippur this year but rather eating all the sweet and non-sweet food I want today,
7. I am sweetly unworried about the U.S. presidential election next month,
8. my sweet college roommate Maria and I bought some sweet jewelry and socks at two sweet boutiques in Arlington, Massachusetts yesterday,
9. I also showed Maria some other sweet sites in Arlington, and
10. the first sweet photo I took yesterday — at the Arlington coffee house where I have twice sung sweetly at  Open Mic nights — features many products that are sweet:

Would you like to see all my other sweet photos from yesterday?

Which of those many sweet photos seem particularly sweet to you, my sweet reader?

As I am creating this sweet post,  I am listening to this sweet fairy tale ballet:

 

Finally, here’s a sweet way to thank all those who helped me create this sweet post and those who have been sweet enough to read it here and now: