Today is my Grandma's birthday. It is the first one without her. It is odd really. I would normally be up in Meridian, holding her hand. But I am at home. I have decided to throw myself into cleaning to get thru the day. I don't want to cry. It is not that I don't miss her. I do terribly. It is because crying won't bring her back. It is unfair to wish she were here with all that she had gone thru in the last few years. I want peace for her and I know she found it. So with that said, 'We love you Grandma, we miss you, we will soon you again." I wanted post this poem she gave me when I was young. It was given to her when she had buried two of her baby boys. It has stayed with me, taught me, and comforted me. My Grandma taught me so much. To love, laugh, be humble, grateful, giving, to hold, to fight for what you love, to try to be the best person you could be. She never gave up on me and was always praying for me. Tomorrow I am going to get a tattoo on the bad of my neck. Prayers Hands. Why? Because that is what she did for me. Enjoy the poem, take it to heart, and heck even try to live by it, I do.
Today upon a bus, I saw a lovely girl with golden hair. I envied her
she seemed so gay. When she rose to leave, I saw her hobble down the aisle. She had one leg, and used a crutch. But as she passed she smile. Oh God, forgive me when I whine. I have legs. The world is mine!
I stopped to buy some candy. The lad who sold it had such charm.
I talked with him. He seemed so glad. And as I left he said to me, "I thank you. You have been so kind. It's so good to talk with folks like you. You see, " he said, "I am blind." Oh God, forgive me when I whine. I have two eyes.
The world is mine!
Later, while walking down the street, I saw a child with eyes of blue.
He stood and watched the others play. I stopped a moment, then I said, "Why don't you join the others, dear?" He looked ahead without a word, and then I knew he couldn't hear. Oh God, forgive me when I whine. I have two ears.
The world is mine!
With feet to take me where I want to go, with eyes to see the sunset's glow, with ears to hear what I would know....
Oh God, forgive me when I whine, I am blessed indeed.
The world is mine!
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