Processing…

I thought about writing two things Tuesday.  I also wrote and deleted an entire post about the tragedy that occurred last Friday in Newtown, CT.  I thought maybe I had something to say, but at the end of the day, I’m still processing.  We all have something to say and thus far I’m only able to listen.  My son is the only slightly younger than the kids in that classroom.  As a parent, as a person, I’m still reeling.

When I picked him up from daycare yesterday, there was a bell and a poem in his box.  No real explanation as to why, but to me, those pieces were there to help us all deal with this tragedy.  So, the bell hangs on our tree.  To C-man it’s a cool new bell we ring when we want to remember something.  To me it represents lives lost much too young and the hope for a better tomorrow.  The poem…. I share with you.

If I had my life to live over – by Nadine Stair

If I had my life to live over,
I’d dare to make more mistakes next time.
I’d relax, I would limber up.

I would be sillier than I have been this trip.
I would take fewer things seriously.
I would take more chances.
I would climb more mountains and swim more rivers.
I would eat more ice cream and less beans.
I would perhaps have more actual troubles, 
but I’d have fewer imaginary ones.

You see, I’m one of those people who live 
sensibly and sanely hour after hour, 
day after day.

Oh, I’ve had my moments,
And if I had it to do over again, 
I’d have more of them.
In fact, I’d try to have nothing else.
Just moments, one after another,
instead of living so many years ahead of each day.
I’ve been one of those people who never goes anywhere 
without a thermometer, a hot water bottle, a raincoat
and a parachute.
If I had to do it again, I would travel lighter than I have.

If I had my life to live over,
I would start barefoot earlier in the spring
and stay that way later in the fall.
I would go to more dances.
I would ride more merry-go-rounds.
I would pick more daisies.

I hope you all find peace this holiday season.  And consider as I am, the possibility of starting our life anew now.  I know that I will be barefoot more often and picking more daisies… especially with this little one in tow.

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