I stumbled across this poem today, and I feel it is appropriate for me to share right now. We are so blessed to have the children that God has given us. He gives us the child that is just perfect for us. This was written long before we were even born. It is destiny. We can't change that. We all need to stop and take a moment to read the words and really internalize them. Don't sweat the small stuff in life. It's simply too short! Enjoy every single waking moment you are blessed to spend with your children. I get so busy sometimes, as we all do, and I sometimes forget to "stop and smell the roses." I've really been working on this over the last little while. I want to savor every single moment that I have with Karsynn, because she's growing so very fast. One of these days, I will surely miss the little messes she makes and will realize that it's not that big of a deal. She's a kid. That's what kids do. That's what they're supposed to do. That's how they learn. A house with a toddler is meant to be messy and disorganized and turned upside down. It's how you know they are enjoying being a kid. Treasure those moments, don't grumble about them. A friend of mine lost her 3 month old grandaughter this week. She died peacefully in her mother's arms. I know that mother wishes for just one more minute with her child. Just one more dirty diaper to change, just one more load of dirty laundry of hers to do, just one more throw-up to clean up. I bet she wouldn't complain at all. Life can change in an instant. I don't ever want to look back and say, what if... or I wish that I had...!!! NO WAY!
Just For Todayby Sally Meyer
Just for this morning,
I am going to smile when I see your sweet face
and laugh when I feel like crying.
Just for this morning,
I will let you wake up softly in your Dora pajamas
and hold you until you are ready to stir.
Just for this morning,
I will let you choose what you want to wear
and I will say how beautiful you are, even it the clothes don't match.
Just for this morning,
I will step over the laundry to pick you up
and take you to the park to play.
Just for this morning,
I will leave the dishes in the sink
and let you teach me how to put your puzzle together.
Just for this afternoon,
I will unplug the telephone and keep the computer off
and sit with you in the garden blowing bubbles.
Just for this afternoon,
I will not yell once, not even a tiny grumble when you
scream and whine for the ice cream truck...
and I will buy you one, if he comes by, and
you can let it drip down your chin and shirt.
Just for this afternoon,
I won't worry about what you are going to be
when you grow up...
I will simply love you for the joy you bring me every day.
Just for this afternoon,
I will let you help me make cookies...
and I wont stand over you trying to clean up the mess you've made.
Just for this afternoon,
I will take you to McDonald's and buy us both a Happy Meal...
so you can have two toys.
Just for this evening,
I will hold you in my arms and tell you the story of how you
were adopted...
and how much Mommy and Daddy love you.
Just for this evening,
I will let you splash in the bathtub...
and I won't get angry when you pour
water into the floor or get me wet.
Just for this evening,
I will let you stay up late...
while we sit on the porch step
and count all the stars,
picking out a special one for me and you.
Just for this evening,
I will bring you glasses of water...
and snuggle beside you for hours...
and miss my favorite t.v. show.
And tonight when you are sleeping safe and warm in your bed,
I will think of the mothers and fathers
who mourn for the children they have lost
or have never been blessed to have.
I will remember the parents who sit by hospital beds,
watching over the little ones they love.
I will weep for those parents whose children are cold,
hungry and suffering,
and .... this evening,
when I kneel down to pray,
I will simply be grateful for all thatI have
and not ask for anything...
except just one more day with you.
Thursday, October 09, 2008
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Beautiful poem!! So true, I have always said that a child's job is to explore and make messes and just be their sweet selves. We get so caught up in life, we forget the joy of the moment and living in it and the things, that will be there later to do such as housework. When you become a grandparent you look back and think if only I had the same insight then that I do now, my kids would have been happier with my attention then with a clean house. That s what a child remembers, the time you gave them, not the laundry that needed folding... So hold your little one close and don't see the mess, see instead the look in her eyes when you play with her and love her... Linda
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