My Counting Rope
"Knots in a Counting Rope." A Native Peoples tale of the trials and successes of life and the markers that stem from these experiences. I stumbled across this little story awhile ago in my internet wanderings and it has stuck with me all these years. It reflects the experiences I have had with my own life and experiences. With this blog, I hope to reflect to the world and my own reminisces of the path that I have walked and the gems I found along the way. The pictures posted will be the "knots" along my own life's rope.
Sunday, September 25, 2011
Thursday, September 22, 2011
Monday, September 19, 2011
Sunday, September 18, 2011
The Counting Rope
Thursday, September 15, 2011
First Flight
Alas, the time has come for one of my own to test his wings. With a happy heart and anticipation for his success, I watch from the tree trunk that we have shared 22 years together, with each year he took a step closer to the tip of the limb and one further away from me. As he straightens his wings and tests the winds, I watch with pride. He will do well, he is prepared, I know, and yet there is a part of me that still holds onto that lil chick that smiled so carefree, the wonderment of the world in his eyes. I know I will continue to hold those memories close as I catalog the new ones, such as today. I walk forward, brush a feather in place, and with a word of encouragement, I step back to see him take flight. And I breathe a deep contented sigh. Good Luck, my child.
Wednesday, September 14, 2011
Its Your Birthday....
Who's? Yours:)
A wonderful young man who was gifted to me 22 years ago. You have met the trials of growing into adulthood with honor and great strength. You have made me proud and continue to do so.
You came into this world weighing 9'1, almost bald with a dusting of light red hair. Your little body was a pale purple, and you continued to grow, making the world your own. While you were small, you smiled the entire day, the new world fascinated you to no end. A quieter baby, I could not ask for one. You spoiled me and continue to do so. I am blessed to have you in my life. As you grew, your little mind was inquisitive; you read books like they were candy and by the time you graduated high school you were on a second year college level. You have worked hard in your studies and have achieved the first step of your dream. As I watch you grow, I look on with wonder at the miracle I was blessed with. Time will bring you tougher trials and place walls to breach in your path. My wish for you is that you continue to meet these challenges with the same if not greater; grace and honor, that you have used so far in you have used so far in your life. I will continue to watch you and offer help as needed, but just know you are never alone. Love stands by you daily.
Love to my son on his day,
From Mom.
A wonderful young man who was gifted to me 22 years ago. You have met the trials of growing into adulthood with honor and great strength. You have made me proud and continue to do so.
You came into this world weighing 9'1, almost bald with a dusting of light red hair. Your little body was a pale purple, and you continued to grow, making the world your own. While you were small, you smiled the entire day, the new world fascinated you to no end. A quieter baby, I could not ask for one. You spoiled me and continue to do so. I am blessed to have you in my life. As you grew, your little mind was inquisitive; you read books like they were candy and by the time you graduated high school you were on a second year college level. You have worked hard in your studies and have achieved the first step of your dream. As I watch you grow, I look on with wonder at the miracle I was blessed with. Time will bring you tougher trials and place walls to breach in your path. My wish for you is that you continue to meet these challenges with the same if not greater; grace and honor, that you have used so far in you have used so far in your life. I will continue to watch you and offer help as needed, but just know you are never alone. Love stands by you daily.
Love to my son on his day,
From Mom.
Tuesday, September 13, 2011
The Ebbs of the Tide...
In September of 1985, while pumping gas, we met. We married in May of 1987, and in September of the same year I joined you in Germany. At this time I gave you everything I had and held dear. In September of 1987, we had our first child, a boy. In January 18 months later along came our first girl and second child. Within two years we had our last child. Together we raised them, both worked; till life took a turn neither of us expected. In September of 1997, you left the path we walked together to forge your own. While I was not happy with your choice, I did wish you well. Over time, we settled into a truce of sorts, always placing the kids foremost.The power I had given you on the day we married, I had not managed to fully revoke, so you were still able to hurt me without you even knowing. And in September of 2005, you hurt again. You left again, and unknowingly reopened the wounds that you created. This time though it didn't take as long to heal. The scars are still there, a reminder of what we had. But the scars made me stronger, this strength is with me while our children have grown into the young adults that they are. That same strength has allowed me to let them go. So they can live their own lives.
In September of 2012, a change will happen within my life again. A renewal of who I will become from what I have been.
As much as I mentioned to you when we were together, I wish again to thank you for being in my life, thank you for the times of strive which strengthened me. Thank you for the children we have, they are my guiding posts, that mark my way. Though now you are no longer here with us, I do wish you to know, I sincerely thank you for being who you were. At one time you were my dream, that later became my reality.That reality became my strength, allowing me to live through the times I have. And through you I have received three of my life's greatest blessings that allows you to still live on.
Though it may be too late,
Sincerely, Thank You!
In September of 2012, a change will happen within my life again. A renewal of who I will become from what I have been.
As much as I mentioned to you when we were together, I wish again to thank you for being in my life, thank you for the times of strive which strengthened me. Thank you for the children we have, they are my guiding posts, that mark my way. Though now you are no longer here with us, I do wish you to know, I sincerely thank you for being who you were. At one time you were my dream, that later became my reality.That reality became my strength, allowing me to live through the times I have. And through you I have received three of my life's greatest blessings that allows you to still live on.
Though it may be too late,
Sincerely, Thank You!
Monday, September 12, 2011
My Soul Sister... Ms Dreamweaver
As the world again places the memories of yesteryear upon the shelf, I am again reminded how wonderful my life is and how fuller is has become by knowing one person. This person and I have shared tears, laughter, many, many long discussions of the type of world we would have if we were able, and we continue to support each other through this labyrinth called Life.
When we met, it was one of my darkest hours that I have seen in my life. She flooded that darkness with a light so bright that the moon was in envy. When I saw only the oncoming train, she has pointed out the flowers along the way. Just to distract me long enough that the train may not hurt as bad when it hit. If she was unable to derail it. When I have been too clueless to buy a vowel, she gleefully gave me the whole alphabet, with the clue x 4 to spell it out. She is my balance in life. And we all need to have one.
I wish the world to know how special this lady is. And there are not enough words in all the languages in the world to describe that uniqueness that makes her sparkle as she does. I read the spam status's " If I were...(fill in blank) who would be there with me... " I chuckle, I know who would be there with me. If she didn't put me there with her schemes then we got there with mine. And I would not change it at all.
Ms Dreamweaver.... please note that while I do not express these thoughts often enough, there is nothing in this world that can express to you how much you mean to me and mine. I do hope you receive as many blessings as you dish out girlfriend... cause you deserve it more than you know.
Sunday, September 11, 2011
Ten Years Ago
September 11, 2011
Exactly ten years later, a changed world. No longer ease through the check ins at airlines, or a ease of crossing about national border with only a drivers license. Our nation was left bruised and battered, and still today we work on reapplying the bandages from that day ten years ago. The lives lost that day and since in retribution are now heroes. Let Peace be known throughout the world today and all the days to follow.
Exactly ten years later, a changed world. No longer ease through the check ins at airlines, or a ease of crossing about national border with only a drivers license. Our nation was left bruised and battered, and still today we work on reapplying the bandages from that day ten years ago. The lives lost that day and since in retribution are now heroes. Let Peace be known throughout the world today and all the days to follow.
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