We'd get off the bus and find ourselves extremely excited to drop them off at the their doorsteps.
We'd be full enthusiasm as we knew we were planning on dropping them off and just running away after ringing their doorbells. We'd be full of giggles and little laughter that would warm our souls, for we knew that we'd be dropping something off that would cheer them up and they would even show us the joy with a hug and some much needed attention, by inviting us into their home. We'd work hard on them in school and we couldn't wait to deliver them.
We'd be full enthusiasm as we knew we were planning on dropping them off and just running away after ringing their doorbells. We'd be full of giggles and little laughter that would warm our souls, for we knew that we'd be dropping something off that would cheer them up and they would even show us the joy with a hug and some much needed attention, by inviting us into their home. We'd work hard on them in school and we couldn't wait to deliver them.
We'd set them down, ring the doorbell and run away.
We'd hide around the house corner, chucking and giggling the entire time, waiting for them to open the door and watch them grab the baskets, looking around, pretending not to see or hear us.
We'd hide around the house corner, chucking and giggling the entire time, waiting for them to open the door and watch them grab the baskets, looking around, pretending not to see or hear us.
We'd watch them close the door and just laugh out loud, thinking to ourselves that we were soooo sneaky and we had accomplished the "MAY DAY Baskets" goal!!
The next day, I'd stop over, as I always did, for their home was so inviting, yet I was so scared to get anything dirty or touch anything, for I didn't want to break anything.
I'd be invited in with a such a warm welcome and smile, from my Great Aunt Florence and hear Great Uncle Henry in the background, asking who was here to visit.
I remember the clock on the wall, tick tock, tick tock, tick tock and the sun would shine just right in the living room to brighten up the yellowish tones in their home. The smell of their home, was of an older home, yet so very lived in, that no matter what tried to erase that smell, it still would prevail.
The next day, I'd stop over, as I always did, for their home was so inviting, yet I was so scared to get anything dirty or touch anything, for I didn't want to break anything.
I'd be invited in with a such a warm welcome and smile, from my Great Aunt Florence and hear Great Uncle Henry in the background, asking who was here to visit.
I remember the clock on the wall, tick tock, tick tock, tick tock and the sun would shine just right in the living room to brighten up the yellowish tones in their home. The smell of their home, was of an older home, yet so very lived in, that no matter what tried to erase that smell, it still would prevail.
They would ask me if I knew who dropped off baskets the day before and I would just smile. Then they would offer me some candy and invite me in to sit down. They would ask me if I would like to play a game of rummy with them, for they knew that my great grandmother would always play it with me. They would ask me if I wanted a glass of water or some juice, to cool me off from playing outside.
They didn't offer much, yet it meant the world to me. For in today's world it seems that we seem to forget the simple gestures that feel SO INCREDIBLY wonderful to our souls. We forget how amazing it felt to be held as a small child, or how it felt so incredible for our grandparents to just give us a simple and we immediately felt like everything would be OK. We forget how phenomenal the smallest gestures mean and feel, until they are gone. We take for granted the little moments that created those 'home' like feelings. We take for granted the simplest little items or signs that we seen while we were grown up that made everything in the world OK, because when you experienced them, you were comforted and through that moment, you soul was brought to a peace.
Today, I have a clock that makes alot of noise with it's 3rd hand.
Today, I have alot of plants that ease my soul with their living and growth.
Today, I have alot of sunshine in my home.
Today, I give OODLES of hugs.
Today, I stop for the elderly and offer them coffee.
Today, I try not to take my moments for granted.
Today, when I'm shown a small gesture I do my best to return it with all my love.
Today, I'm grateful for the older generation and all that they taught me.
Today, I'm grateful for Rummy.
Today, I miss the old smells and the comforting home of our neighbors and loved ones, Florence and Henry.
Today, I'd give for one of their hugs or gestures, for what they don't know ( or maybe they did ) they helped a lost little girl to find a home within herself that she escapes to alot, especially as an adult. They, that generation, taught me that it's OK to not know the answer, for it's with patience, faith, trust and HOPE that it all works out. It's with knowing that someone did something for you, good or bad, and making it a wonderful experience. They taught me, that no matter how bad I didn't want to be in that place at that moment, it would pass and I would make it through it. They taught me to listen and not speak my mind. They taught me patience is needed for the next move. They taught me to think through my hand of cards, remember what's in the deck and consider the possibilities of what's in your hand. They taught me alot and as a child, I loved nothing more then spending time in their homes, where it felt like the world could crash down around me and no matter, we'd be OK.
We're in this moment for a reason, much larger then we'd ever imagine, don't take it for granted. You are here to learn something and even though at this very moment, you may not the exact reason, soak it up, stay present and realize it's the only moment you have. Live it to the best of your ability, because the next one may not be there.
Happy May Day
Today, I have alot of plants that ease my soul with their living and growth.
Today, I have alot of sunshine in my home.
Today, I give OODLES of hugs.
Today, I stop for the elderly and offer them coffee.
Today, I try not to take my moments for granted.
Today, when I'm shown a small gesture I do my best to return it with all my love.
Today, I'm grateful for the older generation and all that they taught me.
Today, I'm grateful for Rummy.
Today, I miss the old smells and the comforting home of our neighbors and loved ones, Florence and Henry.
Today, I'd give for one of their hugs or gestures, for what they don't know ( or maybe they did ) they helped a lost little girl to find a home within herself that she escapes to alot, especially as an adult. They, that generation, taught me that it's OK to not know the answer, for it's with patience, faith, trust and HOPE that it all works out. It's with knowing that someone did something for you, good or bad, and making it a wonderful experience. They taught me, that no matter how bad I didn't want to be in that place at that moment, it would pass and I would make it through it. They taught me to listen and not speak my mind. They taught me patience is needed for the next move. They taught me to think through my hand of cards, remember what's in the deck and consider the possibilities of what's in your hand. They taught me alot and as a child, I loved nothing more then spending time in their homes, where it felt like the world could crash down around me and no matter, we'd be OK.
We're in this moment for a reason, much larger then we'd ever imagine, don't take it for granted. You are here to learn something and even though at this very moment, you may not the exact reason, soak it up, stay present and realize it's the only moment you have. Live it to the best of your ability, because the next one may not be there.
Happy May Day
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