For You, I Wish the Intangible




I see the lights outside eager homes. I hear the music play throughout department store walls and there is an excitement on the children’s faces that remind us another year has passed. It is holiday season once more. A time to celebrate, to express love and kindness… Our country is at war, politicians launch battles against one another, and parents can’t leave children outside to play. These tragedies I speak of do not remove my holiday spirit, they guide it. They give me vision of what I should celebrate, how I should love and what to share. As I inscribe this Wish, I know I could address it to most, for life’s walk challenges us all. It is the holidays. I have been programmed to give you something I can wrap, something with a bow but my heart searches elsewhere. I want to give you love but I do not know how to wrap it. I want to give you respect but could not find a box big enough. I want to give you my trust but I do not think the mail carrier could carry it all… I wish for you those things you can not touch. I wish you freedom from anxieties, loneliness, and pains of the heart. I wish you the miracles gone unseen as roses blossom in backyards, winter becomes spring again and again and the sun rises to warm you each and every morning... If this holiday season I could give you anything I would wrap your fears, your tears and hold them far from your reach. I would give you enough loyalty to erase your betrayals and any sadness… This holiday season I will wrap you a gift, but “I love you” is what I mean to give.

Thursday, May 6, 2010

Words and Actions by Barbara

"We strive to give our children a feeling of place in the world by grounding them with home and family; a heritage of belonging. If we have done a fine job, one day they will soar off and find a place of belonging wherever life may take them; because they carry home in their heart."

Happy Mother's Day to all the mother's who will always represent "home" in the hearts of their children.