A time was when this was one of my favorite times of the year. I enjoyed finding just the right gift for all. I enjoyed, even more, heading to the mall. not so much to buy but more so to just enjoy the hustle and bustle of this special season. I am a people watcher by avocation or at least I seem to be.
This year has not been as enjoyable as in the past. Dealing with a stroke and all its attendant problems has sort of tapped me out (physically, emotionally, monetarily, loss of my freedom, etc.)
Emotionally, as I see the struggles of others more in need than myself a certain sense of shame comes over me, tho it’s hard not to let those feelings creep in.
I Wish You And Yours The Best The Season Has To Offer as well as Peace To The World!
I was recently ‘re-introduced’ to someone that has lot to say on the subject of Love.
Leo is no longer with us having gone on to his much deserved reward in 1998 but having left everyone a great deal of love.
If you have never heard Leo speak on this subject You should take some time and view his talks on YouTube. He is often known as ‘Dr. Love’ and he is Most Passionate on the topic.
“The majority of us lead quiet, unheralded lives as we pass through this world. There will most likely be no ticker-tape parades for us, no monuments created in our honor. But that does not lessen our possible impact, for there are scores of people waiting for someone just like us to come along; people who will appreciate our compassion, our unique talents. Someone who will live a happier life merely because we took the time to share what we had to give. Too often we underestimate the power of a touch, a smile, a kind word a listening ear, an honest compliment, or the smallest act of caring, all of which have a potential to turn a life around. It’s overwhelming to consider the continuous opportunities there are to make our love felt.” ― Leo Buscaglia
One gift I would give every child, were it within in my power, is at least one grandparent!
We had our maternal grandfather in our life for many years and consider ourselves to be very lucky to have known him. He was a very cool dude, especially when telling stories about our mom as she grew up! ‘course mom didn’t always appreciate that but…
Thanks for all the fun Gramps! And mom it made us appreciate you all the more!
Sadly our paternal grandparents died well before my brother and I came along.
So do something to celebrate your grandparent(s) on September 11.
Moms and dads. Yes it takes two to make a child but moms are very special. They bear us into the world. A task that we dads can never truly understand.
Today’s world is much different than when I came on-board. Dad was the breadwinner while mom stayed home with the kids. Today our roles are often reversed and many couples share roles equally – which I am a fan of.
My grandfather had eight beautiful girls to deal with and he did an awesome job! God bless him for that.
In 1957 four of the girls, and families, came to where the streets were paved with gold – supposedly – California.
This Mother’s Day there are only two of the eight sisters with us as one passed earlier this year.
My mom has been gone a number of years now but thoughts of her, her smile and food often are inseparable, which is the way I prefer it. Funny how important a part food plays in our family memories is it not, especially for us Italians. If I know my mom and her sisters are up there serving ravioli to all. Many a ravioli making party was had in days past!
“Thank You‘ mom for everything you were and all you did. I hope Larry and I were not too much of a pain in the ass for you and dad!
A Mother’s Love
There are times when only a Mother’s love
Can understand our tears,
Can soothe our disappoints
And calm all of our fears.
There are times when only a Mother’s love
Can share the joy we feel
When something we’ve dreamed about
Quite suddenly is real.
There are times when only a Mother’s faith
Can help us on life’s way
And inspire in us the confidence
We need from day to day.
For a Mother’s heart and a Mother’s faith
And a Mother’s steadfast love
Were fashioned by the Angels
And sent from God above. Author Unknown