Heather Feather

This was my nickname growing up.  My mom, my uncle, my sister, my grandma, and some others would refer to me as Heather Feather.  Loved that.  As I got older, classmates would say "Heather dressed in Leather, tell me the weather." Really didn't love that.  But oh well.  Now I am Heather, Heatha, Head, Heath, Heatherrrrrrr.  I love all of them! But I do miss being called Heather Feather-a tern of endearment that might be silly, made me feel loved.  You would think a hug or a "I love you" would make me feel that way but Heather Feather did it for me. So why am I writing about this here and now?  Well...

My uncle died last week after an almost 5 year struggle with Cancer. He was basically diagnosed after my grandmother's, his mother's, funeral in May 2008; Two weeks before Daniel's first birthday. 
We held my uncle's funeral consequently on my grandmother's birthday.  So many memories, like at all funerals, were brought up.  And even though I took in all the memories that I was not around for-because I am 10 years younger than my siblings and cousins-I held in my own simple memory that made me smile.  When he used to call me Heather Feather-when I used to feel a part of something.  A silly something.  A silly me.

Another reason I bring this up is that many people feel love via so many vehicles:
A hug
A kiss

An I Love You

A smile
A flower
A note
A letter
A text
A tweet
A facebook acknowledgment
A touch
A laugh
A dinner or lunch or breakfast
A wink

A song

A vacation

By loving yourself

A silly nickname...

I am sure there are many ways to show love; my list is a short but valuable one.  Check over your list. 
Love someone today!  It goes a long way.

And have a  Tequila shot for Uncle Roy and Grandma!