\”I don\’t want to achieve immortality through my work; I want to achieve immortality through not dying.\”
Daily Archives April 17, 2015
In that place between wakefulness and dreams,
I found myself in the room. There were no distinguishing features.
save for the one wall covered with small index card files . They were
like the ones in libraries that list titles by author or subject in alphabetical
order. But these files , which stretched from floor to ceiling and
seemingly endlessly in either direction, had very different headings.
As I drew near the wall of files , the first to catch my attention was
one that read \”People I Have Liked\”. I opened it and began
flipping through the cards. I quickly shut it, shocked to realize that
I recognized the names written on each one.
And then without being told, I knew exactly wh...
One morning I went into my daughters room to wake her up to get ready for school. I laid my head on her chest and gave her a hug. She sighed, and her breath rolled down my face.
\”Whew! You\’ve got some serious morning breath!\” I said. She laughed and we proceeded with the morning routine.
As we headed out the door to leave, a gust of wind came up and almost blew us off the porch. In the innocence of a second grade voice, my daughter said, \”Wow mom! God\’s got great morning breath!\”
If I keep my house immaculately clean, and am envied by all for my interior decorating, but do not show love in my family — I am just another housewife.
If I\’m always producing lovely things – sewing, art; if I always look attractive, and speak intelligently, but am not loving to my family — I am nothing.
If I\’m busy in community affairs, teach Sunday School, and drive in the carpool, but fail to give adequate love to my family — I gain nothing.
Love changes diapers, cleans up messes, and ties shoes – over and over again.
Love is kind, though tired and frazzled.
Love doesn\’t envy another woman — one whose children are \”spaced\” better, or in school so she has time to pursue her own interests.
Love doesn\’t try to impress others with my abilities or knowledge as as a mother.