This Kangaroo looks cozy doesn’t it Jean? A new movie coming out that my daughter and I want to see. She coloured this in for a competition and we are hoping to win tickets! It reminds me of her tender caring cozy heart too. And yours. I am grateful you created a Cosy Corner for us to share. I was imagining it and being in it last night as I couldn’t sleep due to pain and snot and used Cathy’s grounding meditation and sunk into my cozy bed….. and actually fell asleep!! Love to you 
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Yes, it brings up a lot. There are more endings than we can even now. So I guess that applies to the things we are grateful ended without us even knowing and to beginnings too that we may not even recognise for a while.
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I love the Kangaroo picture Nicole, thank you for sharing it. What’s the movie about? I think kangaroo’s are so cute hopping around. I hope you win the tickets . Much love to you.
Heartestry
"My name’s Elise. I’m 74. Last Tuesday, I stood in the grocery line behind two women laughing about their yoga class. My cart held just one thing, a giant family-sized box of cookies. The kind with 24 servings. I didn’t need 24 servings. I needed one. But the single-serve pack was $3.99. The big box? $5.99. So I bought the big box. Again.
My husband, Ben, passed five years ago. Since then, meals feel… quiet. I cook for one, but the stores don’t sell for one. Soup cans are for four people. Meatloaf mix makes six portions. Even fruit comes in bags of ten. I’d open that cookie box, take one, and leave the rest sitting on the counter until they went stale. Three weeks of eating the same dusty cookies while staring at the empty chair across from me. It wasn’t about the food. It was about feeling invisible. Like the world forgot people like me exist.
That Tuesday, the cashier, a young woman with kind eyes and a name tag that said Molly scanned my cookies. She saw me hesitate, saw my hands shake a little as I fumbled for my card. “Rough day?” she asked softly. Not pity. Just seeing me. Really seeing me.
Tears pricked my eyes. I didn’t mean to say it, but the words tumbled out “I just… I wish they made these for one person. For people who eat alone.”
Molly didn’t flinch. Didn’t give a hollow “Oh, I’m sure!” She nodded slowly. “You know… I’ve thought that too. My grandma lives alone. She buys the big bags of rice. Throws half away.” She paused, then leaned in. “What if… I made you a ‘one-plate special’? Just for you? I’ll pack one serving of cookies, one apple, one yogurt… whatever you need. No extra charge. Just… ask for it.”
I shook my head. “Honey, the manager won’t allow it.”
“Watch me,” she said, and smiled.
The next week, I went back. Heart pounding, I asked for the “one-plate special.” Molly didn’t blink. She bagged a single serving of cookies, a banana, and a small carton of milk. “On the house today,” she whispered. “Try it.”
It wasn’t about the food. It was about dignity. For the first time in years, I didn’t feel like a burden for taking up space. I felt seen.
I told my bridge club. Mildred needed just one can of soup. George only wanted one steak. We started going to Molly’s register. She’d pack our “one-plate specials” with care, fresh, no leftovers. One day, I saw her do it for Mr. Henderson, the quiet widower who always bought single bananas. He left the store standing taller.
Then, the manager pulled Molly aside. My stomach dropped. But instead of yelling, he listened. He saw the little notes people started leaving in the suggestion box “Please keep the one-plate specials. They save my mom from shame.”
Last month, the whole store changed. Now, near the registers, there’s a small sign “One-Plate Specials: For When You’re Eating Solo.” Clear bins hold single portions of fruit, yogurt, sandwiches. No judgment. No extra cost. Just… understanding.
Yesterday, I saw a young mom with tired eyes asking for a one-plate lunch for her toddler. Molly packed it with a smile. As I left, I tucked a note into the suggestion box, “Thank you for seeing us. It’s not just food. It’s knowing we still matter.”
This morning, the store manager handed me a small bag. Inside: one perfect cookie, one orange, and a note in Molly’s handwriting “For Elise. The world needs your voice. Keep sharing it.”
I ate that cookie slowly, at my kitchen table. Not alone in the silence. But part of something warm. Something real.
You don’t need a grand gesture to mend a heart. Sometimes, it’s just one person noticing you need one plate… and having the courage to make it."
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Let this story reach more hearts…
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She won!!! We just have to wait for the tickets in the mail!
It is about a young girl in the outback who loses her father whom she loves and they cared for Kangaroos together. One day a city fella comes through and accidental hits a kangaroo who dies and happens to have a Joey. He takes the Joey to get help and ends up being the one to care for it. The girl saw it and offers to help and it’s a story of their friendship and their mutual healing.
Something like that!!
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Oh Nicole, how wonderful!!! I am so excited for her and both of you. The movie sounds a tear jerker. I wonder if we will get to see it over here. Let me know how you like it when you go. I hope the tickets come soon, you have this to look forward to.
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WHAT IS LOVE
Slow down for a few minutes to read this…
A group of professional people posed this question to a group of 4 to 8 year-olds, ‘What does love mean?’ The answers they got were broader, deeper, and more profound than anyone could have ever imagined!
‘When my grandmother got arthritis, she couldn’t bend over and paint her toenails anymore… So my grandfather does it for her all the time, even when his hands got arthritis too.
That’s love.’ Rebecca - age 8
‘When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different. You just know that your name is safe in their mouth.’ Billy - age 4
‘Love is when a girl puts on perfume and a boy puts on shaving cologne and they go out and smell each other.’ Karl - age 5
‘Love is when you go out to eat and give somebody most of your French fries without making them give you any of theirs.’ Chrissy - age 6
‘Love is what makes you smile when you’re tired.’ Terri - age 4
‘Love is when my mommy makes coffee for my daddy and she takes a sip before giving it to him,
to make sure the taste is OK.’ Danny - age 8
‘Love is what’s in the room with you at Christmas if you stop opening presents and just listen.’
Bobby - age 7 (Wow!)
‘If you want to learn to love better, you should start with a friend who you hate.’ Nikka - age 6
(we need a few million more Nikka’s on this planet)
‘Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt,
then he wears it every day.’ Noelle - age 7
‘Love is like a little old woman and a little old man who are still friends even after they know each other so well.’ Tommy - age 6
‘During my piano recital, I was on a stage and I was scared. I looked at all the people watching me and saw my daddy waving and smiling.
He was the only one doing that.
I wasn’t scared anymore.’ Cindy - age 8
‘My mommy loves me more than anybody.
You don’t see anyone else kissing me to sleep at night.’ Clare - age 6
‘Love is when Mommy gives Daddy the best piece of chicken.’ Elaine - age 5
‘Love is when Mommy sees Daddy smelly and sweaty and still says he is handsomer than Robert Redford.’ Chris - age 7
‘Love is when your puppy licks your face even after you left him alone all day.’ Mary Ann - age 4
‘I know my older sister loves me because she gives me all her old clothes and has to go out and buy new ones.’ Lauren - age 4
‘When you love somebody, your eyelashes go up and down and little stars come out of you.’
(what an image!) Karen - age 7
‘Love is when Mommy sees Daddy on the toilet and she doesn’t think it’s gross…’ Mark - age 6
‘You really shouldn’t say ‘I love you’ unless you mean it. But if you mean it, you should say it a lot.
People forget.’ Jessica - age 8
And the final one: The winner was a four year old child whose next door neighbor was an elderly gentleman who had recently lost his wife.
Upon seeing the man cry, the little boy went into the old gentleman’s yard, climbed onto his lap, and just sat
there. When his mother asked what he had said to the neighbor, the little boy said, ‘Nothing, I just helped him cry.’
(this made me cry!)
Now, take a few seconds and post this for others to inspire and spread Love like butter!
And then go be a child again today!
—author unknown
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Some of these are tear jerkers! I’ve read them before but they never get old 
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Hi Jean - I put together this little cozy collage - just to add abit of love & good energy images for tonite.
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These are wonderful Jewel I especially love the cats and the camping. Thank you, it looks like you had fun creating them too.
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Glad you like them. Yes, it was fun making this. Wishing you much coziness and inner child play & magic.
Hi Jewel,
What a beautiful fall color! Thank you for posting it here.
Things are going pretty well here, thanks for asking. I am much slower but that’s ok. I am getting used to it. Slowly but surely 
How are things with you?
Jean
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Hi Jean, I’m pretty tired today. Just gonna have a rest day and hopefully get rejuvenated. It’s really pretty here now for fall colors. We had a bunch of cool nights so the autumn colors are coming early.
This little dragon pretty much sums up how I’ve been feeling lately…
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That sounds like a wonderful way to spend a day. I have days like this too. I wish you much rejuvenating.
Maybe this will help. A friend and I like to watch anything having to do with Tiny Houses and she sent me this link to this lady’s videos and I’ve watched 3 of them so far today. I love her gentle. Voice and the gentle music. I want to learn more about her too.
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She really does have a lovely voice and her videos are so soothing and soft and it’s lovely to just move through her day with her. Kind of healing and also creates a feeling of safety and peace. I almost feel like I could fall asleep listening to it.
Thank you for sharing Jean. I wouldn’t find these things myself. And I love tiny houses too.
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I am glad you like Tiny Houses too Nicole. Would you ever consider living in one? I wouldn’t now but they sure can be adorable.
I love watching things on Facebook and Instagram. I like watching the Reels, especially the cooking ones. BUT I tried one of the recipes with rice and rotisserie chicken with cream of chicken and cream of mushroom soup and rice. But the rice didn’t get done and was crunchy. Ewww. It makes me wonder if the food they are cooking is really as good as it looks. I noticed the girl in the video eats a lot of salads and vegetables. I have to have my mashed potatoes. But I do like vegetables. Hey I’m rambling here. Hopefully I’ll find more time to watch some more of Kate’s video. It’s so relaxing. And I hope you do too.
I definitely would consider living in one. Where I live right now is a small house. It is a granny flat on someone’s property but as it is old it is more like a little house and much bigger inside than newer granny flats. A tiny house though, has a whole other element/energy to it, particularly if surrounded by nature and beauty. Another friend of mine loves them too and often sends me pics of ones he loves, I think its amazing how people can create them and find ways fit things in and create new - functional or beautiful or flowing or whatever! - set ups.
I love mashed potatoes too, and roast potatoes, all potato really. I do enjoy vegetables and can mostly only skip the potatoes if it is summer…winter i need the hearty potato. In fact, I ate some roast potato and pumpkin last night. The pumpkin was the best of the lot. Very sweet. I love the caramelisation.
I am not a gourmet cook and have watched cooking videos too…it is rare for me to take the next step to cooking it though! 
This is so beautiful to me
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It really is beautiful