Given all my family members
including a multitude of friends
I am grateful for just how far
my extended family extends
Given all my family members
including a multitude of friends
I am grateful for just how far
my extended family extends
Family is important!
May that be something we never forget!
And may the memories we make together
leave no room for regrets.
We spent the morning at the beach…
setting up our chairs and umbrella…walking hand in hand
listening to the waves, smelling the salt air…
as we strolled along the sand.
As we sat in the shade of our umbrella…
I listened to Deborah’s stories…memories she adores
of a time when she was younger…
with her family at the shore.
She remembers her mom packing up her three children
making sure they were close at hand…
encouraging them to play in the water…
making castles in the sand.
She remembers moments with her dad
just a father and a daughter…
when she could hold her father in her arms
because he was weightless in the water.
I remember taking our children to the beach…
pretending to be dolphins…all the pelicans we would see
battling the waves as we chose up teams
and played football in the sea.
While we were sitting in our chairs..
a large family with a host of children sauntered by…
the mother stopped in front of us…and looking directly into our eyes
Said, “It looks like you have it easy!” while letting out a moan
“We’ve been where you are,” we answered, “but now our children are all grown.”
“So I have something to look forward to.” She smiled…
And gave us both a wink…
“You do…but enjoy this while you can. “We said
“It’ll be over before you think.”
And as we bobbed among the waves…
watching families like hers playing together
in the water…on the beach…or holding hands
We thought how wonderful it would be
if only for a moment
we were back to that time when our family was younger
and we were once again…making memories in the sand.
It’s funny…when we’ve lived in one spot for a long time…
or like Deborah…forever and a day…
we’re filled with mixed emotions when we make plans to move away.
The thrill of a new adventure…full of wonder and surprise
when we stop to think about it…brings a few tears to our eyes.
While at the same time the thought of leaving friends we’ve known forever
and new friends we’ve come to love…surprise!
when we stop to think about it…brings more tears to your eyes.
The thought of making new memories in a new and different place
when we stop to think about it…brings a smile to our face.
While the thought of all the memories made…in this beautiful and happy place
when we stop to think about it…brings a frown upon your face.
Even though we know…because of all the time we’ve spent together
and by the wonderful way our lives have intertwined…
we will take a piece of everyone and every memory with us
we’re not leaving them behind.
It’s interesting when we move…the place we have chosen to be
is the land still revered and held sacred…by the indigenous Cherokee.
Interesting because the Cherokee language has no word for goodbye
If someone leaves or moves away…then
the word exchanged between them means…
until we meet again.
What a wonderful tradition…no farewell statement…
as one soars off to the sky…
no adios…no swan song…no need to say goodbye.
And we take comfort in believing…our old friends will once again be seen…
no matter how long an interlude…no matter how much time between.
Which means when we finally move…as we pack up our belongings…
to our friends and memories made here…we will not say amen…
Instead we choose the Cherokee way of leaving
and will say…
until we meet again.
From the time you were a baby…all those nights we spent reading you a book
planting a kiss upon you head…
and before you closed your eyes…making sure there were no monsters
neath your bed.
We would pray each evening once you nodded off to sleep
for the heavens to keep you safe…and for your heart and soul to keep.
We hoped your dreams were happy…had you soaring through the sky
or sailing the ocean blue…
and while you were busy dreaming…we were busy dreaming too.
Dreaming that your life would be a fairy tale…
and all the dreams your heart was sending…
would begin with once upon a time…
and all have happy endings.
Knowing if one dream should fail…
we’d be there encouraging you to pick another dream…
with a hug, a shoulder to cry on, an ear to listen
and a bowl of your favorite ice cream
In all the years that have come and gone…
the older we all grew…
we never have…and never will…
stop hoping all your dreams come true.
Because wishing the best for our children…
wishing all there dreams come true
wishing for their health…their safety and their happiness…
Why…it’s just what parents do.
And no matter how old you get in life…
We will always be there to hear about your dreams
No matter where you travel…no matter what you do…
with a hug…
a shoulder to cry on…
an ear to listen….
and a bowl of your favorite ice cream too.
I am grateful how exciting my life has been!
All the joys of visiting different places
different cities,
different landscapes…
different scenes…
and gratefully delighted how when we return home…
How we find joy and comfort in our routines.
May we be blessed to hold onto this thought
Each morning as we step out our front door:
that whatever we choose to do today
is something
our future self will thank us for.