Wednesday, November 29, 2006

Happy Birthday Dearest Krystyn.


It’s your birthday...
and I’m thinking how glad I am
that you were born.
You have given me so much--
supported me, encouraged me,
cared for me; I didn't even need to ask.
I celebrate your wonderful self!
I am in awe of your boundless generosity,
your infinite kindness--that gentle inner glow
that you so freely use to warm my life.
Your birthday is as much a celebration for me
as it is for you, maybe more,
and I wish for you the best of birthdays,
the best one ever.
May each birthday be better than the last.
Most of all, I hope you will always be
As happy as you have made me.

Remember what a blessing you are
Even after this day is gone.
You're a gem, a priceless treasure
Let yourself shine on!

Thursday, November 16, 2006

Mother to my children.




















I gave you life,
but cannot live it for you.

I can give you directions,
but I cannot be there to lead you.

I can tell you what I know,
but I cannot make you believe.

I can teach you right from wrong,
but I cannot always decide for you.

I can buy you beautiful clothes,
but I cannot make you beautiful inside.

I can offer you advice,
but I cannot accept it for you.

I can give you love,
but I cannot force it upon you.

I can teach you to share,
but I cannot make you unselfish.

I can teach you respect,
but I cannot force you to show honor.

I can advise you about friends,
but cannot choose them for you.

I can advise you about sex,
but I cannot keep you pure.

I can tell you about alcohol & drugs,
but I can't say "No" for you.

I can tell you about lofty goals,
but I can't achieve them for you.

I can teach you about kindness,
but I can't force you to be gracious

I can pray for you,
but I cannot make you walk the path I have chosen for myself.

I can tell you how to live,
but I cannot give you eternal life.

I can love you with unconditional love all of
my life... and I will.

Wednesday, November 15, 2006

Sweet Rememberances !!!!











Remember every day
No matter what I've said
Here's what I'd like to say
I will always love you
Be with you till the end
When no one else is around
I will be your friend
I love you my sister (brother)and I always will
I'm proud to be your brother (sister)that's how I feel
And someday when we're far away
And the miles keep us apart
I'm gonna whisper
I love you my sister/my brother
And you'll hear it in your heart

We laugh,we cry,
we make time fly.
Best friends we will be forever and ever.


***I am posting this on behalf of Krystyn and J.J. May both of you love and cherish each other as sister and brother till the end***

From a seed of love, we shall all bloom together...













My loving family, I have tried with all my being
to grasp a form comparable to thine own,
but nothing seems worthy;

I know now why Shakespeare could not
compare his love to a summer’s day.
It would be a crime to denounce the beauty
of such a creature as thee,
to simply cast away the precision
The Universe had placed in forging all of you.

Each facet of your being
whether it physical or spiritual
is an ensnarement from which there is no release.
But I do not wish release.
I wish to stay entrapped forever.
With my family for all eternity.
Our hearts, always as one.

Holding on together always.

More than a dream.




He is my other eyes that can see above
the clouds; my other ears that hear above
the winds.
He is the part of me that can
reach out into the sea.

He has told me a thousand times over that
I am his reason for being: by the way he
rests against my leg;
by the way he thumps his tail at my smallest smile;
by the way he shows his hurt when I leave without taking him.
(I think it makes him sick with worry when he
is not along to care for me.)

When I am wrong, he is delighted to forgive.
When I am angry, he clowns to make me smile.
When I am happy, he is joy unbounded.
When I am a fool, he ignores it.
When I succeed, he brags.
Without him, I am only another human.
With him, I am all-powerful.
He is loyalty itself.
He has taught me the meaning of devotion.
With him, I know a secret comfort and a private peace.
He has brought me understanding where before I was ignorant.
His head on my knee can heal my human hurts.
His presence by my side is protection against
my fears of dark and unknown things.
He has promised to be with me...
whenever...wherever--in case I need him.
And I expect I will--as I always have.
I love my Royal Highness.....The Prince.

Another Dream Came True...



















Sometimes the world seems so cold.
There are moments when you try your best, and even that isn't good enough
You yearn for the best life has to offer, but you wonder if it will ever appear.
But you have to keep believing....you have to remember that things will get better,
that you will find the strength, and you have to believe in yourself,
the way that I believe in you.

I feel so fortunate to have you for a son. I love your bright face when we talk seriously about the world.
I love your smile when you laugh at the inconsistencies in the world.
I love your eyes when you are showing emotion.
I love your mind when you are discovering new ideas and creating dreams to follow.
Many people tell me that they cannot talk to their children, that they cannot wait for them to leave home.
I want you to know that I enjoy you so much andI look forward to any time we can spend together.
Not only are you my adored son but you are also my friend.
I am so proud of you my son and I love you always and forever.

A Dream Came True.







How can it be that when
I bent to kiss you good night,
My daughter,
A beautiful young woman
Lay where only yesterday
A little girl had been?
When did the barrettes and
Ponytail ribbons,
Of birthday party days, give way to the
Styling comb and make-up mirror

Was it not only yesterday,
Crayons of all colors laid upon the table
Where now bottles of nail polish rest?
How can it be the buggy you filled
With so many dolls
Has been pushed aside and new suitcases,are filled instead
Did you ever know the finger you
Wrapped yourself around was tied right to my heart?

It seems as though the ink has just dried
On the pages of your baby book
And here we are laughing over pages
In your year book.
How did the ballet slippers of a little girl
Become the high heels of a young woman on her way?
Such a little while ago you cried,
"Mommy, I'm scared", and now you whisper,
"Mom, don't worry I'll be fine."

Where did the teddy bear you hugged all night gone to?
How can it be the smell of baby powder
Turned instead to the scent of perfume.
And the roses tiny fingers picked
Were treasured like the petals of a prom bouquet?
Wasn't it only yesterday ruffles and tea parties
Colored my world pink and today.
How did it happen so quickly and
When I stop to realize all my golden tomorrows
Will bask in the memories of pink yesterdays.
Thank you my daughter for those pink yesterdays.

If there's one face I want to see, so beautiful, so true, one smile that makes a difference,

to everything I do.

If there's one touch I long to feel, one voice I long to hear, whenever I am happy, or just needing someone near.

If there's one joy, one love, from which I never want to part, it's you, my very special love,

my world, my life, my heart.