Hang on. Somebody tell me... Where has all the time gone???
It seems like it was only yesterday [sounds like a song...]
when we were singing carols and then auld lang syne
and now it's easter?? Man!
I remember easters from my youth. Coming from a huge family
[my dad had 11 brothers and sisters! there were originally
14 altogether but the twins died.] we used to spend
all holidays at my maternal grandmother's house. I remember
the lead up to easter. Mom would boil lotsa eggs and then
we would sit around the table painting them before they
kept by the adults for us small kids to find.
There'd be loads of food. Uncles would be drinking from lunch
all the way to dinner sometimes. Ok. I lied. Everytime. There
was a lot of singing and laughing! I have really, really
wonderful memories of those days and, somehow, I feel that
my kids have missed out in life because they have not
experienced such things. For starters, other than our highly
fertile reproductive systems, the rest of David's relations
have very few or no children at all. His sister lives in Brisbane
with her husband & two kids. I on the other hand have about 5,001
relatives but they are either in the Philippines, in the US,
Canada, Bahrain or God knows where. Secondly, because of our
busy schedules, the cousins hardly ever get to hook up, save
for the occassional wedding or funeral that they attend. Sigh...
I really should make more of an effort to get them to meet up. Ok.
That's my Easter resolution. New Year's resolutions never work for me
so I'll try this one out and see if I have better luck.
Anyway, Have a Happy Easter!!!
Oh, someone sent me this via email and I thought it beautiful enough
to post for all to see... God bless you all!
It is amazing how two people can look at the same
thing and have very differing perceptions.
One day a father of a very wealthy family took his son
on a trip to the country with the firm purpose of
showing his son how poor people live.
They spent a couple of days and nights on the farm of
what would be considered a very poor family.
On their return from their trip, the father asked his
son, "How was the trip?"
"It was great, Dad."
"Did you see how poor people live?" the father asked.
"Oh yes," said the son.
"So, tell me, what did you learn from the trip?" asked
The son answered: "I saw that we have one dog and they
We have a pool that reaches to the middle of our
garden and they have a river that has no end.
We have imported lanterns in our garden and they have
the stars at night.
Our patio reaches to the front yard and they have the
We have a small piece of land to live on and they have
fields that go beyond our sight.
We have servants who serve us, but they serve others
We buy our food, but they grow theirs.
We have walls around our property to protect us, they
have friends to protect them."
The boy's father was speechless.
Then his son added, "Thanks, Dad, for showing me how
poor we are."
Isn't perspective a wonderful thing? Makes you wonder
what would happen if we all gave thanks for everything
we have, instead of worrying about what we don't have.
Appreciate every single thing you have, especially
your family & friends!
Friday, April 14, 2006
My Easter Wish
Posted by Jazzmamma at 5:29 AM