All Is Well In The End!
Grandparents' Day is approaching again - September 8th. In gratitude and humility, I share a few words, some 'wisdom' that I have realized over the course of my rapid journey of nearly 71 years:
In the end, we are who we are, with all of our unique imperfections, but also with the immense potential that resides within us, waiting to be asked to come forward. We are largely unknown to ourselves; the face that we see in the mirror each morning hides behind it someone that wants to meet us and be included in our day. Usually, it gets overlooked or covered up with makeup of various kinds, as we look past its expectant and hopeful gaze, and try to form it into some version of ourselves that we think is expected or will be accepted by the world out there. When we are lucky enough to receive gifts from our grandchildren, or from anyone, let us remember that there is still a little child dwelling within each of us, waiting and hoping that his gift will be loved.
Every Word, Every Action Matters!
I made one mark upon a page,
It grew into a word,
Then others came in twos and threes,
Emerged from unknown station,
Responding with elation
To the voice that they had heard;
They joined hands in a sentence,
then a paragraph, a rhyme,
A soliloquy, a story, a 'Once upon a time',
Each mark an inspiration,
Adding to a thought sublime,
And I their humble servant,
Gave thanks for every line.
Words - when we send them flying into the world on the wings of a smile, how uplifting and encouraging a gift they can be to others!