...... Bless Your Heart ......An EP friend today mentioned I say, " bless your heart," and had I ever lived in the south. It is not the first time an epeep friend has mentioned my blessing their hearts. My real life friends have never mentioned it, probably because I have been blessing their hearts for years and years. And no, I've never lived in the south, nor do I have relatives or friends from that area... ( I just might need some!)
"Bless your heart" rolls off my tounge easily... I would imagine I have said it for many years... It's part of my natural vocabulary. It means, I care, or I'm touched, or, heck... It means I extend my blessing to you.
So just now I am a t my Mom's:
Mom: Someone shoveled my walks!
Me: I did that yesterday when I was here.
Mom: well, BLESS YOUR HEART! ;-)
You may think I must have learned the phrase from my Mom... but you would be wrong. Until dementia softened Mom's heart, she didn't EVER speak something as kind as bless your heart. SHE had to learn it from ME.... ;-)
.... And I don't have any idea at all when I first started speaking it, nor how it became a part of me. But! I think I like it! Yup, I do!
Thank you for stopping by to read this, I'm touched....
Bless your hearts... Love, Kathie