I love Christmas. I love the smell, the feel, the doing,the action verb of Christmas. I like the decorating; to please the eye, the wrapping; to please the mind, the music; to soothe the soul. Perhaps if we were all this busy being kind and thinking about ways we could make a difference to someone else all year round, the world would change.
On that note, I have collected 600.00 for my young friend and have been able to send a thank you to all but two- Lou Roy who is a stellar woman...and a truly anonymous donor who tucked money into my mailbox without a note. Thank you. all you lovely ones who sent your hearts desires. I know for fact that money is not the end all when you are under intense duration...but sometimes it really just does help...if for no other reason than to allow yourself to know that someone out there is aware of you, and cares!
I spend my days listening to the coming and goings of major trucks now on my silent little road. The new owners?... People with big money who research properties to find loopholes in titles and then win big in court. They rape the land that was so tender and dear...so fragile and clear in it's intention to be simple and country. This has brought me around to contemplating the spirit of life and it's meaning to me. Now, if I could take back time I would only ask for the simple things in life..not the fancy cars, not the properties in tandem...but for the God intentioned things which we expect to be the norm. Life...and a smile, and simplicity. Sons and daughters who like to be together because their parents have nurtured this in them...family, family this is it!
If I sat in Santas' lap today I would beg, with teary, big blue eyes ...for a brain that returns, for an ex- husband to be here on Christmas day, no matter what our differences....I would ask for a smile that is genuine because I now know how life can turn on a dime and be different and trying each and every day...Know what you have, count on your fingers the moments in a day that you have joy, and if you don't have it; find pieces of it in your discontent..it is always there behind a shadow of doubt.
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This is a beautiful post Sharyn. I agree, it is family, love and all things uncultivated and pure that makes life beautiful. At Christmas I simply like to snuggle with the dogs in front of the fire, and be happy that another year has past and I am still here. I like to give gifts, not for their material purpose but to show love and receive love. The cold brings us all together with the common goal of warmth and togetherness. Love you guys, hold tight to all that is precious to you. xo xo Haley
I needed this today Sharyn, thank you so very much!
May all your prayers be answered this Christmas.
J
Sharyn,
If I could wish for a Christmas miracle I would ask for Caleb to be back to the person he was before his accident!I hope your Christmas is a blessed one, and sending you the best in 2011.
(If people could say a prayer for my nephew Ryan and my cousin Scott who are over in Afghanistan for a year it would be greatly appreciated.)
Happy Holidays
P.S. We were happy we could help your young friend who was in need. Her Mom deserves it and you are a wonderful person for thinking of that!
thank you so much for your words.... again and again you help me realize what i have and what is important.
i am blessed to know you and call you friend
merry merry christmas
amy in ct
As I sat and watched the Earth's shadow cover the moon on this early Winter Solstice morn,I decided to use the moon as my bonfire. I thought of the things that trouble me and wished them away behind the shadow, not to be hidden but to vanish, like the scraps of paper we will toss into the flames tonight. I thanked the moon for this gift, the gift of seeing that my troubles are truly few, and in the grand scheme of things, relatively unimportant. It is my hope, Sharyn that you are standing outside this windy night and tossing your troubles up behind the shadow our Earth has cast. May you find peace of mind and soul this Christmas season.My love flies with the wind to you and your family this magical morn.
As always, with hope,
peg from PA
To all the Lindsay/Potters, and to everyone within reach of this blog: Merry Christmas, a belated Happy Hanukkah, and may 2011 bring you health, happiness, and peace.
NY/Wellfleet Mom
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