Can you imagine the footprints that you leave with the people you love, know and the world? Their memory of you when you are gone?
Larry has a friend who fought with his brother about making the bed one morning. That afternoon the brother died in an accident. The stupid argument about making a bed will be forever part of his (and his brothers) footprint.
The person who lets you cut in line when you are in a hurry, the smile from a stranger when you are feeling sad, an unexpected note from a friend, You know, the kind things that we have become accustomed to neglecting because we are to busy. What kind of foot prints are they?
This week, so many people have been kind to me. Remembering my birthday...taking me out for meals, cards and gifts. I am touched, loved and embarrassed. Perhaps I have not extended nor taken the time to be kind as I should be. I did not realize I was cared about as I am.
This past week was fun and busy. I learned alot about myself and others and one day, when someone is looking at MY footprints.... I hope that they smile.
It is dark with clouds today. Larry worked in the garden and now is in the shower. The phone announces calls( ring ring, just now), and Tina Younger has called me every day this week. Tina Younger is the woman that keeps wanting to sell us a new car warranty. The company has harassed, called constantly, hung up on us and has taken our number off of their list and that was two weeks ago. Look how THAT worked.....Now that would have been a good birthday gift....having the car warranty calls stop. The funny thing is, the car they are calling about has been sold! We do not own it any longer....Tina is leaving a huge set of footprints!
It is Saturday. Tomorrow is Fathers day! Larry I love you, Bruce, you are the best....and to the wonderful men in my life who are fathers...have a happy day and when you look at your children, They will reflect your footprints, your legacy.
I have rambled much to long. There are dozens of things to do this morning before I "play" this afternoon.
Be happy, and leave loving footprints.
Love you lots.
Me
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