Wednesday, May 02, 2012
My 5 year old grandson was running around the other day in the midst of play shouting over and over again at the top of his lungs, "Look at me, Mema. Look at me. I'm awesome!" As I watched this beautiful little boy in all his glory, I couldn't help but smiled and think to myself, "Yes, my love. You certainly are!" This brief but wondrous moment started me thinking.
There was a time in each of our lives when we, as young children, perhaps 4, 5, or 6, woke up full of awesome. We were magnificent. We loved ourselves. We thought we were beautiful, or handsome as the case may be even with missing teeth, scraggly hair and mismatched socks inside our dirty sneakers. We loved our bodies, and the fabulous things they could do. We felt strong, indestructible. A princess or superhero, everyone. And we knew we were smart.
Flash forward several years. Do you still have it? The awesome. Did someone take it from you? Did you let them? Did you hand it over, because someone at some point told you werenít beautiful enough, thin enough, smart enough, strong enough, or good enough? Why the hell would you listen to them? Did you ever consider they might be full of poo? Wouldnít it be crazy, to tell our children, grandchildren, nieces and nephews that in another five or ten years they might hate themselves because they donít look like a starving, photo enhanced fashion model or exhibit the powers of the latest superhero at the cinema? Or even more bizarre, that they should choose to be sexy over smart, beautiful over bold?
Are you kidding me? Children are full of awesome just by being who they are. We were too, once. Perhaps we are in the process of getting it back. All I know is, if each and every one of else isnít waking up every day feeling awesome about ourselves, we are seriously missing out. So how about you and me continue our journeys in search of our awesome and when we find it, may I suggest the use of extra strength Superglue so we never misplace it again.
Friday, April 27, 2012
There are times in life when we are truly blessed with an exceptional friendship. Such was the case with our beautiful and beloved Lab, Illahee. 14 years ago she was just a bewildered puppy that we welcomed into our home and our lives. She had a passion for bestowing wet kisses, smelled of puppy breath and occasionally left warm puppy puddles on our carpet. Throughout the years she was known to have her way with an unfortunate sneaker or two, sneak off with the occasional snack and devour bones like there was no tomorrow. She safeguarded our cats, was the perfect role model for our younger Lab Cinnamon, made the best TV and bedtime companion, loved her squeaky ball like no other, and wagged herself right into our hearts.
Illahee (La La as our grandson called her) was the most loving, loyal, gentle, and sweetest dog ever. She spent her entire life loving us with all her doggie heart. And she did it with more soul and devotion than any one creature should have. We are especially grateful for the years she got to spend with our grandson. The two of them were the truest of buddies. As time passed however daily life became more and more difficult for our faithful friend and watching her slip away before our eyes was agony. She is gone from our world now, leaving us with the most precious of memories and will remain in our hearts constantly. We will miss her very much but have faith that one day we will see her again in all her glory.
THE BEST DOG EVER!
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