Archive for the ‘Love’ Category
(Written on my flight back to CA after some 4: AM cuddles with my newborn grandson in Switzerland two decades ago)
Recalling our precious time together,
I wonder about
Future four o'clock cuddles.
Who will be there
In a decade or three?
Where will your bearded cheek
Nuzzle in four decades?
Will your big, round eyes
And your heart remain pure,
And with perfect trust,
Will you find the world
Always loves you
As I do?
Wrap your fingers
Around carefully chosen thumbs,
My dear grandson.
The world is yours,
There will always be
A four o'clock cuddle.
A “Vacation” means to vacate
The work, the folks, the place –
To leave behind the stress and strain –
Get off the treadmill; leave the rat race.
But what if you’re retired
And you like the things you do?
What if you don’t have to work?
What’s a break from routine for you?
A “Staycation” means to stay put.
You don’t have to hop in a car.
You don’t need an RV or trailer.
You can take a break right where you are.
Stay in your retirement spot –
In the beautiful place where you give.
Continue to play with friends each day.
Your Staycation is the way that you live.
Gather your toys and relish your friends.
Invite family to come from afar.
You don’t have to vacate to live the good life.
You’re living it daily – right where you are.
About a baby coming
Out of order
Xander just smiled at me
And said, “Really, GG?
I am nothing but
Ah, so true!
I’m always looking for positives. Aren’t you? Thank you, Russ Towne, for this link.
I just read an inspiring and uplifting article. A snippet:
“Every day, another 250,000 people graduate from extreme poverty, according to World Bank figures. About 300,000 get electricity for the first time. Some 285,000 get their first access to clean drinking water. When I was a boy, a majority of adults had always been illiterate, but now more than 85 percent can read.”
I saw the link to the article at Leo @ Not All News is Bad.
OUT OF ORDER
I look at those little feet
So shaped like my granddaughter’s
And I know this little child
Is hers – and ours – not some other family’s.
His lips are just like his mother’s –
And his nose and eyes are from his father.
He’s a precious child of God.
Why did I worry about his arrival?
Well, he came out of order!
In my day, first the couple married.
Then they lived together, and
Then they started their family.
Today the order seems to have changed.
First – live together, and then
Confirm your love with a child, and then
You might get married – but not necessarily.
The order of things as taught by grandparents
and confirmed by parents in most cases
Is not the order of things in today’s world.
Things are out of order!
However, this great-grandma is happy to be
GG to this precious child – so dear.
He didn’t choose his parents’ order of things.
All he needs to know is love.
Unconditional love and support are yours.
You are a precious, gift from God.
Xander Leland Cantwell –
Welcome to this world.
Your order is perfect-
Not out of order at all.
How could I have questioned God’s timing?
It’s always perfect!
– praising the enhanced Beekman/Cantwell Family