Choosing My Words Part Two
Well it has been one week since that horrific tragedy at Sandy
Hook Elementary School in Connecticut. My heart breaks for everyone involved
and they continue to be in my prayers. I definitely have many thoughts on why
this happened and how to ensure it doesn't happen again. I do believe that
mental health treatment in this country needs to be strengthened and the stigmas
taken away. But I might have to save that soapbox for another day. I came
across this on Face Book yesterday and it just seemed fitting in regards to
what I posted yesterday. The things we grumble about are not important at all,
but they seem to be the things that take up our time and energy. So please, hold
your kids tight, appreciate their innocence, and in all the hustle and bustle
of the next few days, please try to take a step back and take it all in and
enjoy every moment!!! Happy Holidays to everyone!!!!!
"Another Mother's
Prayer" Dedicated to the Newtown, CT Moms
I found a pair of dirty socks on the bathroom floor,
And gave thanks for the sweaty things behind the door.
I turned them right side out and it dawned on me,
From now on, I will, through other eyes see.
For the things that used to make me mad,
Have made me grateful and strangely glad…
The door left open, and the unmade bed,
Crumbs, bad grades and the uncombed head.
The smudges of blue toothpaste in the sink,
Endless questions and uniforms that stink.
The light that’s left on, and the bike that’s left out,
Lost hairbrushes and the Monday morning pout.
Weekend-eating science projects and homework that’s late,
The peanut butter that I have to scrub off the plate…
For sleepovers, Sharpie art, and cavities too,
I will say, oh Lord Jesus, thank You!
From now on I won’t be such a grouch,
About things like muddy shoes and popcorn under the couch.
For now I see… these are blessings in disguise,
Oh God help me to always see everything through Another Mother’s eyes.
WE WILL NOT FORGET YOUR BEAUTIFUL, PRECIOUS CHILDREN!
I found a pair of dirty socks on the bathroom floor,
And gave thanks for the sweaty things behind the door.
I turned them right side out and it dawned on me,
From now on, I will, through other eyes see.
For the things that used to make me mad,
Have made me grateful and strangely glad…
The door left open, and the unmade bed,
Crumbs, bad grades and the uncombed head.
The smudges of blue toothpaste in the sink,
Endless questions and uniforms that stink.
The light that’s left on, and the bike that’s left out,
Lost hairbrushes and the Monday morning pout.
Weekend-eating science projects and homework that’s late,
The peanut butter that I have to scrub off the plate…
For sleepovers, Sharpie art, and cavities too,
I will say, oh Lord Jesus, thank You!
From now on I won’t be such a grouch,
About things like muddy shoes and popcorn under the couch.
For now I see… these are blessings in disguise,
Oh God help me to always see everything through Another Mother’s eyes.
WE WILL NOT FORGET YOUR BEAUTIFUL, PRECIOUS CHILDREN!
Perfect.
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