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Published On: Oct 05, 2004 09:17 PM
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Published On: Oct 05, 2004 09:17 PM
Thanksgiving, SO, What Do I Have to Thankful For?
Looking back, 56 years, so what I have to be
thankful for? You know Joseph Campbell said to follow your bliss. I look back
and I can say that I have had a blessed and blissful life! I am mostly thankful
for the lessons I have learned. Mostly the hard way! hehe At my age I still
have a wonder, curiosity and a sort of innocence towards learning new things.
And in the worst moments I have found I have "One True Friend" and that's me. I
can put my arms around the little girl inside me and give her a big hug. Take
her hand and say "I Believe in You" sweetie. Come on honey, get up now! Let's
go! You'll be okay.
You know, I like me now. I don't mind if I put my picture on here for the world to see my big butt and gray hair. A few years ago I wouldn't have. Take a good look at my wrinkles and age spots, I earned every one of them. My chubby cheeks came to me as a gift of being born in a land of plenty. I took advantage of the gift maybe, but I have no regrets and nothing to be ashamed of.
In my life, I have Loved Deeply! My husband, my sons, my doggies, my friends, my students, my community! And I am to thankful to have been loved deeply by them.
Right now, I have this overwhelming urge to send a message of love to my sons (36 & 33), who I love so very much. Here's a poem inspired by a poem written by Kathryn Higginbottom Gorin from a book, Thoughts to Share With a Wonderful Son. I have changed the some of the words to reflect my thoughts;
You know, I like me now. I don't mind if I put my picture on here for the world to see my big butt and gray hair. A few years ago I wouldn't have. Take a good look at my wrinkles and age spots, I earned every one of them. My chubby cheeks came to me as a gift of being born in a land of plenty. I took advantage of the gift maybe, but I have no regrets and nothing to be ashamed of.
In my life, I have Loved Deeply! My husband, my sons, my doggies, my friends, my students, my community! And I am to thankful to have been loved deeply by them.
Right now, I have this overwhelming urge to send a message of love to my sons (36 & 33), who I love so very much. Here's a poem inspired by a poem written by Kathryn Higginbottom Gorin from a book, Thoughts to Share With a Wonderful Son. I have changed the some of the words to reflect my thoughts;
To My
Sons
When you were very, very small
I used to dance with you cradled in my arms
You were my precious little angels
And holding you close
Love overwhelmed me
I wondered what kind of life you would lead
What would be your first word, your first job
What kind of men you would become
And if your life would take you far from me
And I'd even hold you closer
Giving you an extra kiss, an extra hug
And whispering, "I Love You" one more time
Knowing you were too small to remember
But, praying you would never forget
There are days when I long to hold you
In my arms and dance to Barry Manilow again
And watch your huge smiles and hear your laughter
As you play with the doggies, the lego's, the video games
And making up funny songs in the car
Although I miss my little boys
I am so proud of everything you are
And of the men you have become
My love for you still overwhelms me
As we all grower older
Please never forget
What you were too small to remember.
Thanksgiving Day I will miss you both! But I'll think about you all day and remember you with love!
Happy Thanksgiving Sons!
When you were very, very small
I used to dance with you cradled in my arms
You were my precious little angels
And holding you close
Love overwhelmed me
I wondered what kind of life you would lead
What would be your first word, your first job
What kind of men you would become
And if your life would take you far from me
And I'd even hold you closer
Giving you an extra kiss, an extra hug
And whispering, "I Love You" one more time
Knowing you were too small to remember
But, praying you would never forget
There are days when I long to hold you
In my arms and dance to Barry Manilow again
And watch your huge smiles and hear your laughter
As you play with the doggies, the lego's, the video games
And making up funny songs in the car
Although I miss my little boys
I am so proud of everything you are
And of the men you have become
My love for you still overwhelms me
As we all grower older
Please never forget
What you were too small to remember.
Thanksgiving Day I will miss you both! But I'll think about you all day and remember you with love!
Happy Thanksgiving Sons!
Posted: Sat - November 22, 2003 at 12:11 PM