Things that sustain us. Part 1 - A son's poem
Memories.
Faith.
Love.
Family.
Friends.
Loved ones.
These words, individually and collectively, are part of our “foundation of life” and are among our most cherished relationships.
Some things have such a “strong connection” that we turn to them in times of; need, doubt, turmoil, etc.
Such is the case with the poem that I received a few years ago.
I never asked for this poem as it was a complete surprise when it was handed to me authored by a child wise beyond his years. I never knew he was writing it.
It originated via the (multi) talented soul/spirit of my son. He wrote it “from the heart” and from the moment I first read it, until this very moment, I have; loved it, cherished it, turned to it, appreciated it, been proud of him, and am thankful to him (in countless ways) for his sharing his talent (in this case being writing) and giving me this precious gift.
Here is the photograph of this beautiful poem that I am eternally grateful for. This treasured ”gift” that has been a blessing to me…and always will.
As parents we know that children (sadly) grow up, change, morph into teenagers (aaaaggghhhh), etc. No matter how old they become, or where they are, they remain in our; thoughts, minds, prayers, hearts, and in our very soul.
Whether your child opts to issue a poem, write in crayon, or stars in their own video and/or series of photographs I implore you to PLEASE don’t ever take it for granted and/or misplace these items. For, as I can attest, when one looks back upon their life these are the things that mean the most. Not money. Not possessions.
The beauty of a child who shares their; heart, time, opinions, thoughts, etc. is, simply put, …priceless.
Faith.
Love.
Family.
Friends.
Loved ones.
These words, individually and collectively, are part of our “foundation of life” and are among our most cherished relationships.
Some things have such a “strong connection” that we turn to them in times of; need, doubt, turmoil, etc.
Such is the case with the poem that I received a few years ago.
I never asked for this poem as it was a complete surprise when it was handed to me authored by a child wise beyond his years. I never knew he was writing it.
It originated via the (multi) talented soul/spirit of my son. He wrote it “from the heart” and from the moment I first read it, until this very moment, I have; loved it, cherished it, turned to it, appreciated it, been proud of him, and am thankful to him (in countless ways) for his sharing his talent (in this case being writing) and giving me this precious gift.
Here is the photograph of this beautiful poem that I am eternally grateful for. This treasured ”gift” that has been a blessing to me…and always will.
As parents we know that children (sadly) grow up, change, morph into teenagers (aaaaggghhhh), etc. No matter how old they become, or where they are, they remain in our; thoughts, minds, prayers, hearts, and in our very soul.
Whether your child opts to issue a poem, write in crayon, or stars in their own video and/or series of photographs I implore you to PLEASE don’t ever take it for granted and/or misplace these items. For, as I can attest, when one looks back upon their life these are the things that mean the most. Not money. Not possessions.
The beauty of a child who shares their; heart, time, opinions, thoughts, etc. is, simply put, …priceless.
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