Dance
Posted by: bigguyhereagain <bigguyhereagain@...>
Dear Bertha,
I'm reading more and dusting less. I'm sitting in the yard and admiring the view without fussing about the weeds in the garden.. I'm spending more time with my family and friends and less time working. Whenever possible, life should be a pattern of experiences to savor, not to endure.
I'm trying to recognize these moments now and cherish them. I'm not "saving" anything; I use my good china and crystal for every special event such as losing a pound, getting the sink unstopped, or the first Amaryllis blossom.
I wear my good blazer to the market. My theory is if I look prosperous, I can shell out $28.49 for one small bag of groceries.
I'm not saving my good perfume for special parties, but wearing it for clerks in the hardware store and tellers at the bank.
"Someday" and "one of these days" are losing their grip on my vocabulary. If it's worth seeing or hearing or doing, I want to see and hear and do it now.
I'm not sure what others would've done had they known they wouldn't be here for the tomorrow that we all take for granted.
I think they would have called family members and a few close friends. They might have called a few former friends to apologize and mend fences for past squabbles. I like to think they would have gone out for a Chinese dinner or for whatever their favorite food was.
I'm guessing; I'll never know.
It's those little things left undone that would make me angry if I knew my hours were limited. Angry because I hadn't written certain letters that I intended to write one of these days.
Angry and sorry that I didn't tell my family and parents often enough how much I truly love them. I'm trying very hard not to put off, hold back, or save anything that would add laughter and luster to our lives. And every morning when I open my eyes, tell myself that it is special.. Every day, every minute, every breath truly is a gift from God.
If you received this, it is because someone cares for you.
If you're too busy to take the few minutes that it takes right now to forward this, would it be the first time you didn't do the little thing that would make a difference in your relationships? I can tell you it certainly won't be the last.
Take a few minutes to send this to a few people you care about, just to let them know that you're thinking of them.
"People say true friends must always hold hands, but true friends don't need to hold hands because they know the other hand will always be there."
I don't believe in Miracles. I rely on them. Life may not be the party we hoped for, but while we are here we might as well dance.
Have You got a minute or two?
You're pretty good at understanding and I really need to talk to
you.
You see, Mommy came to tuck me in, Like she does every night.
I was trying to play a trick on her, Since she can't see without
the light.
I was going to close my eyes And pretend to be asleep.
But when I heard her crying, I didn't dare let out a peep.
She started talking to you, God.
Did You hear the things she said?
Could You hear what she was saying As she stood beside my bed?
Why would Mommy be so sad?
I wondered just what I had done.
And then I began to remember it all as she named them one by
one...
This morning we worked in the garden, But, honest, I really
didn't know That if I picked all those little yellow blooms the
tomatoes wouldn't grow!
Charlie and I were trying to be helpers, Cause I know that's what
Mommy needs. But I don't think she was too happy with us when we
pulled up carrots instead of weeds .
Mommy said we should stop for the day, She decided we had helped
quite enough. I sure had worked up an appetite..
I didn't know gardening was so tough!
We had peanut-butter and jelly for lunch and I shared too much, I
guess... But I didn't realize until I was done that Charlie had made
such
a mess.
Mommy said she needed a nap, She had one of her headaches today.
She told me to keep an eye on my sister and find something quiet
to play.
Well, God, do You remember all those curls You gave my little
sister Jenny?
We played barber shop...very quietly...
And now, well, she doesn't have any.
Boy, was Mommy mad at me...
I had to go sit on my bed.
She said never to cut "peoples hair" again.
I guess I'll practice on Charlie instead.
We sat and watched poor old Albert, I just knew he must be so
bored going round and round In the same place all day.
Wouldn't You think so, Lord?
I didn't think it would hurt To let him out for a while.
I mean, mice need exercise, too.
By the way, have You seen Albert lately?
He's been sort of missing since two.
Mommy sent us outside for the rest of the day.
She said we needed fresh air.
But when Daddy came home she told him She was trying to get
something out of her hair.
We thought Mommy needed cheering up, So we decided to brighten
her day. But, God, did You see the look on her face when we gave her
that pretty bouquet?
We had gotten a little bit dirty, So Mommy said to get in the
tub. "Use soap this time," she reminded, "And please don't forget to
scrub."
Charlie didn't like the water too much, But I lathered up real
good. I knew Mommy would be so proud of me For cleaning up like I
should.
I went downstairs to the table, But during dinner it started to
rain... I'd forgotten to turn off the water, it seems, And I hadn't
unplugged the drain!
I decided right then it was just about time To start getting
ready for bed, When Mommy said, "It's sure been a long day,"
And her face began turning all red.
I lay there listening to Mommy As she told You about our day.
I thought about all of the things I had done And I wondered what
I should say.
I was just about to tell her That I'd been awake all along.
And ask her to please forgive me For all of those things I'd done
wrong.
When suddenly, I heard her whisper, "God, forgive me for today...
For not being more understanding When those problems came my
way...
For not handling situations in the way You wanted me to...
for getting angry And losing my temper, Things I know You don't
want me to do.
And, God, please give me more patience, Help me make it through
another day, I'll do better tomorrow I promise...
In Jesus' name I pray."
Wiping her eyes, she kissed me And knelt here beside my bed.
She stroked my hair for a little while...
"I love you, precious," Mommy said.
She left the room without ever knowing That I'd been awake all
the time. And God, could we make it our little secret?
You know, just Yours and mine?
I'm sorry I was so much trouble today, I really didn't mean to
be... Daddy says, "It's tough being a kid sometimes, But I think it's
harder on Mommy than me.
Well, goodnight, God. Thanks for listening.
It's sure nice to know You're there.
I feel so much better when I talk to You 'Cause You always hear
my prayer.
And I'll do better tomorrow, I promise...
Just You wait and see!
I'll try not to be much trouble again.
But, God, Please give more patience to Mommy.
Just in case! Amen.
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