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.

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!

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