WORRY
Is there a magic cutoff period when
Offspring become accountable for their own
Actions? Is there a wonderful moment when
Parents can become detached spectators in
The lives of their children and shrug, "It's
Their life," and feel nothing?
When I was in my twenties , I stood in a hospital
Corridor waiting for doctors to put a few
Stitches in my daughter's head. I asked, "When do
You stop worrying?" The nurse said,
"When they get out of the accident stage."
My Dad just smiled faintly and said nothing.
When I was I n my thirties, I sat on a little
Chair in a classroom and heard how one of my
Children talked incessantly, disrupted the class,
And was headed for a career making
License plates. As if to read my mind, a teacher
Said, "Don't worry, they all go through
This stage and then you can sit back, relax and
Enjoy them." My dad just smiled
Faintly and said nothing.
When I was in my forties, I spent a lifetime
Waiting for the phone to ring, the cars to come
Home, the front door to open. A friend said,
"They 're trying to find themselves. Don't worry,
In a few years, you can stop worrying. They'll be
Adults." My dad just smiled faintly
And said nothing.
By the time I was 50 , I was sick and; tired of being
Vulnerable. I was still worrying over my
Children, but there was a new wrinkle. There
Was nothing I could do about it.
My Dad just smiled faintly and said nothing.
I Continued to anguish over their failures, be
Tormented by their frustrations and absorbed in
Their disappointments.
My friends said that when my kids got married I
Could stop worrying and lead my own
Life. I wanted to believe that, but I was
Haunted by my dad's warm smile and his
Occasional, "You look pale. Are you all right?
Call me the minute you get home.
Are You depressed about something?"
Can it be that parents are sentenced to a
Lifetime of worry? Is concern for one another
Handed down like a torch to blaze the trail of
Human frailties and the fears of the
Unknown? Is concern a curse or is it a virtue
That elevates us to the highest form of life?
One of my children became quite irritable
Recently, saying to me, "Where were you? I've been
Calling for 3 days, and no one answered I was worried."
I smiled a warm smile
. The torch has been passed.
PASS IT ON TO OTHER WONDERFUL PARENTS
(And also to your children. That's the fun part)
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Your 1st Birthday
Covered in cake and icing
Your smile stretched ear to ear.
A single candle celebrates
The joy of your first year.
We sing Happy Birthday
You play midst wrap and bows.
We marvel at how you touched our lives
Just one year ago.
I remember the first time I held you
Kissed your head, whispered your name.
You've changed our lives forever
Our hearts will never be the same.
As a child you'll love this day
For all the sweets and presents too.
As Grandparents we'll love your day
For the gift we got was you.
Each year we'll add another candle
So proud to see you grow.
But always with the memory
Of your first day long ago
Love You Always & Forever
Gammie & Papaw
Nov,2007
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Christmas Without You
It's going to be a sad Christmas this year
without your laughter & without your cheer.
I'll miss the sight of you with your Santa's hat,
and the smile you shared from where you sat.
I'll think about all the Christmas's in the past,
and hold to the memories that slipped so fast.
For they're all I have left to remember,
on this sad Christmas morning in December.
I'll think about you and cherish each though;
I'll think of your smile & the happiness it brought.
And as I listen to the church bells ring,
your voice will echo as the choirs sing.
I can never tell you, Mom, how sad it will be
to spend Christmas without you here.
I just wish you'd touch my heart in such a way,
that I could live through the pain of Christmas Day.
And, help me to remember that your love
is still sent to me from the Heavens above.
And although you won't help decorate the Christmas tree,
Your spirit will light the lights for us to see.
Oh, I'll hear your voice in each Christmas song.
I'll see your face in each child that comes along.
And although my heart will be broken and torn...
I'll know you're with Jesus on this Christmas morn.
No, Christmas won't be the same without your smiling face
but I'll know you're in a much better place.
I'll think of my precious Mom in everything I do...
Cause, it just won't be "Christmas Without You!"
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