Times are indeed tough for all of us these days, but because we are adaptable creatures, we rise to the occasion and carry on, bravely encouraging our children and grandchildren to do the same. There is no giving up.
But I do miss the hugs!
More often than I ever would have imagined, my children create small miracles.
I actually have a total of five two-legged miracles from them. And these five are delights that will forever feed my soul–I only hope they realize how much.
Today, though, I want to share a different kind of miracle: my daughter’s poem, Indulgence. It speaks strongly to me and, if you are a woman, it probably speaks to you as well. A man who appreciates poetry will also surely like it. Enjoy.
Hmmm. You have the sneaking suspicion that you’ve seen this image before.
Those rolling snow drifts, the long shadows, and those silly women all look familiar. Hmmm, maybe you’re right.
When a friend is feeling blue, discouraged, or lost, she wants support–not criticism or ridicule. Don’t throw more obstacles in her way. Help her find the right path–for her.
[She] ain’t heavy; [she’s] my [sister].*
Indeed, we can all go astray for a day, and just need encouragement to find our way.
Show you care.
*lyrics by BOBBY SCOTT & BOB RUSSELL
Why is it so difficult for people to understand that they must speak clearly, slowly and loudly if they expect seniors to hear and understand the questions being asked, or the instructions being given?