From my Children

Feb 042009
 

Gratitude creates it’s own attitude. It can give you a new perspective, a new focus. I am going to use every Thursday as my opportunity to see those things. I hope that this meme of Glass Half Full – Thankful Thursday will take off and spread.

This week, a special edition, inspired by my 13 year old son’s comment the other day.

  • He said, “I’m grateful that I am part of such a nice family.” I have to say that was pretty cool to hear.
  • From my daughter, “Shadow” (the dog), “Music”, “Curiosity”
  • From me … that the horse move went well and has made my life generally so much easier. My family even noticed that I am more cheerful. I come home after work and can eat dinner with everyone, hang out and go clean stalls and see the horses when I want to. It’s wonderful. At some point, this honeymoon period may end. We’ll see…

    • My Son - last February

    My Son - last February


    Take a few minutes today to create your own Thankful Thursday.

    How:

  • Sit back and consider what you can be thankful for. Listing three to five things is nice, but one will do.
  • Post about gratitude on your blog.

    • Gurunam (daughter) and her friend Rashmeen from Bangkok

    MPA Graduation last summer - my daughter, Gurunam, and her friend Rashmeen from Bangkok

  • Then link back here or leave a comment.
  • Feel free to tag other bloggers, if you like to do that, but it’s not necessary. This is not a meme that obligates you to do anything, but look for gratitude. Oh, and link back, and comment, that’s all I ask.
  • If you don’t have your own blog, go ahead and write about what you are thankful for in the comments here instead.

    • From the past…

    Dec 012008
     

    Technology, how it has changed. My grandmother was born in 1912, during the Mexican Revolution. At the time, her father, my great grandfather, Federico Stallforth, was being held for ransom by Pancho Villa. The Stallforth brothers owned gold and silver mines in Chihuahua. My great grandmother was sent out of the country and my grandmother was born in El Paso, TX. The ransom was paid and my great grandfather lived on to leave this memento …


    (Yes, he’s lighting a cigarette.)

    My grandmother lived into her eighties. I used to wonder at the changes that she saw in her life, public air travel, transatlantic phone lines, computers, the internet… What changes will my children see in their lifetime?

    And now this bit of my great grandfather comes alive on youtube. Thank you, Mary.

    Words & Strings

    Oct 202008
     

    Word & Strings

    In remembrance of my mother, Audrey.
    The strings are still strong, just invisible.

    Simrat Khalsa

    Words

    What matter words…
    one cannot hold a word.

    But only things
    matter
    one needs to have a thing.

    And now I hold
    a thing
    here, coolly, with my hands.

    And now I hate
    matter
    for I have need of words.

    ~~ Audrey L. Webster

    Going, Going, Gone. Serigraph © 2000, Simrat Khalsa

    Going, Going, Gone. Serigraph © 2000, Simrat Khalsa

    Strings

    I touched this person
    … and I don’t remember.
    I sat in her lap, felt enveloped, protected
    … but it did not last.
    My senses remember
    … my mind does not.

    If only by force of will
    would the breath move again
    and the blood flow,
    that the spirit might still be contained.

    The body that I touched and loved turned to ash
    and was dispersed on the forest floor
    to fly away on the summer wind.

    Strings that connected
    – cut. I was free floating.
    genetic ties cannot be cut.
    memories can, and do    – fail.

    Yesterday, I turned thirty-six
    … the age she was when she died.
    … she looks so young.
    I don’t feel that young.

    I am alive.
    The path forward is uncharted.

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