Life as a mom, nana and follower of Christ; hoping to share from lessons learned
Salty summer breeze offering little comfort
Warm rays of sunshine caress everything within its vast reach
All is quiet, except for gentle waves lapping against the boat
The occasional seagull cries out in his quest to find dinner
My eyelids are heavy with a lovely, peaceful drowsiness
My book falls to the floor as I give in to slumber…ahhhh
By Lisa
I wrote this poem today after gleaning inspiration from this photo I recently took. Lately, more than ever, I have learned to enjoy the “right nows” in my life. We are always rushing things, thinking that something in the future is the big thing that will finally right our world or somehow perfect it. We have to live for now, cherish each moment with our loved ones. Time is fleeting and we never know what today, much less tomorrow holds. Be blessed!
Time is fleeting, time is flying, and time is promptly rushing by
While I sit and wait for “moments”, the sun is setting in the sky
Wasting the now, biding my time, as the important event; it draws near
Losing the present, while lost in the future, forsaking the now and the here
Might I live in this moment, embrace this fine hour, presently finding the bliss
Making beautiful memories today, on which I will soon reminisce
If your life was a parade, what banner would you wave?
Would you hold it really high, so all could see as you passed by?
Or would you hide yourself behind, so that no one knew your mind?
Would you lead from the first row or would you follow those you know?
Would you lag behind feeling numb, or would you march to your own drum?
What kind of music would you play? Joyful? Bluesy? A mixed array?
As you passed the people along the way, would you really see them or just look away?
Marching on, towards the end, are you pleased with what awaits, my friend?
By: Lisa
Stop and smell the flowers
Yesterday I was mom, aunt, daughter
A friend, cousin and wife.
Today I became a Nana
I never could have guessed the way I would feel
You changed my life on February 28th, 2010
The day I became a Nana
Those other grandparents tried to warn me
They spoke of a new and different kind of love
About how hearts turn to mush
But I just didn’t get it
Until the day I became a Nana
Happy 3rd Birthday to my baby girl 🙂
Who will tell them they are loved?
All the weary, worn and broken.
Will we merely pass them by?
Words of healing left unspoken.
No, Not I. I said, “I’ll go.”
And heed their silent cry.
Take my hand and join me.
Let’s touch a life that’s gone awry.
Matthew 25:45 “And he will answer, ‘I tell you the truth, when you refused to help the least of these my brothers and sisters, you were refusing to help me.’
We all know someone who could use a hug, a smile, some love and if we don’t it’s easy enough to find out. This is just a reminder to myself and to others to give back, share your heart and whatever else you have to share. Blessings!
Cookies
Oven hot and ready
Gooey spoonfuls of sweet, chocolate chip cookie dough
Carefully dropped onto a shiny silver pan
Into the oven they go to rise into sumptuous bites of heaven
The smell of delectable sweetness fills the air as we patiently wait
The quiet is interrupted by a screeching timer
Out they come, piping hot and slightly browned
Finally ready, warm and yummy with a tall glass of cold milk
Question – Does the fact that I’ll write a poem about cookies mean I have serious junk food issues? haha
Love is when you bring me coffee in the morning without being asked
Love is that look from across the room that no one else shares
Love is catching rain water in a pitcher for me because you know I want to water my house plants with it
Love is always having made sure our children treat me with respect
Love is always kissing goodbye because you don’t take life for granted
Love is telling me to slow down and take a day to rest and relax because I deserve it
A pelican flies by, one feathery wing dipped in the cool water, as if checking the temperature
A cool salty breeze tousles my curls and rustles through the palm fronds
The water laps around the dock as it’s carried to and fro by the tide
Puffy, cotton candy clouds drift by in a resplendent blue sky
The hot sun is leaving its kiss anywhere it touches bare flesh
A school of fish chasing their mid-afternoon meal ripple the peaceful water
The mangroves resonate with the songs and calls of the birds enjoying the mild winter
My eyelids grow heavy as I relax and soak it all in, like a massage
Ah, the beauty of a February day in Southwest Florida.
Yesterday, the sweet smell of baby breath and powder
Today, the smell of body spray and perfume
Yesterday, smooth fresh, baby skin
Today, eyelashes curled, and makeup on
Yesterday, Barbie jeep then skateboard
Today, driver’s license and car keys
Yesterday, dolls and puzzles and dreams
Today, heels, dresses and Prom
Yesterday, a soft little hand griping mine ever so tightly
Today, a special boy grips hers just as tight
Yesterday, I loved her with all my heart and knew I would feel that way forever.
Some things never change.
Night falls
Stars shine
Moon rises
Sun rises
Stars sleep
Day breaks
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