When it came to love…
I am grateful for the sun and the moon…
for helping two people find…
the one
The one whose voce reminds them of the moonlight
and whose smile awakens memories of the sun.
When it came to love…
I am grateful for the sun and the moon…
for helping two people find…
the one
The one whose voce reminds them of the moonlight
and whose smile awakens memories of the sun.
In a world as divided as ours…
Wouldn’t it be a plus…
If we learned all we can
about others who seem different from us…
Because we love this diversity…and there is so much to know…
and because as humans…we love humanity so
When I look at the transitory nature of our existence
and think of how fast the hours, days and years go by…
then see how much hatred is in this world
I wish those of you who hate would stop you hate for a moment
and as yourself WHY?
Then follow this up with another question…as a fellow human member
When your life is over….How do you want to be remembered?
When you scream obscenities at another person…
show them they are not welcome here…tell them to go away….
If you should die tomorrow…are these the last words
you want someone to hear you say?
Instead…If you were to die tomorrow…wouldn’t it be great
If the last words people remember you by
are words of love…not hate?
Perhaps today is a good day, to consider your gifts to the world…
to ponder your legacy…
to think of the words and actions you use
before they become someone’s memory.
Do you want to be remembered for the wars you created
or for your impartiality…
for your greed…for you divisiveness
or for our generosity?
Do you want to be remembered for your hatred
of those who are different than you……
which has caused you to build walls…
or for your goodwill your kindness…your acceptance
your compassion and love for all.
In your fleeting time upon this Earth…
It is something to think about…
How do you want to be remembered…
when the light of your life…burns out?
I am grateful for all the memories I’ve made…
all the memories made over all these many years….
From the ones that make me light up with laughter
To the ones that bring me to tears.
May we be blessed to think
as we interact with people along the way…
what kind of tomorrow’s memory
will we be making with them today.
As we pack up our house and prepare to move…
boxing up items we hold dear…
I have to smile everyone and then
when I think of all the memories we’ve made here.
40 years of memories created with friends and family
memories that once formed…
only our minds can hear, touch, taste and see.
Memories are so amazing…for they can never be one-sided…
because every memory make together is easily divided…
Because while making a memory…through different eyes we see…
meaning we each take away a similar yet slightly different version
of that same memory.
Meaning there’s no way to tell how many memories…large or small
once they’ve been made together in this house
are actually painted on these walls.
Another amazing fact about memories…is how they are abstract…
because wherever we may go in life…they’re already packed.
And since they’re always with us…neatly nestled in our mind
easy to recall…
we can take our memories with us while at the same time
leave them painted on these walls.
Which means wherever we may go in life…
wherever we choose to roam…
our old memories will mix with our new ones
in a place they both call home.
I am grateful for those who have the ability
without preparation, coaching or training
to bring the sunshine with them…
even…when it’s raining.