Sunday

One of my favorite authors, Joan Anderson, had asked about the Celtic Cross and why it had the circle in the middle. It reflects the cross roads in our lives are brought together in the circle of life.

Answers to life. It seems they are always just with in reach and you have to stretch yourself and your will to have them elude you just as you can sense the answers at your finger tips. Another most favorite author, Joan Erickson, reflects on the wisdom of the aged and how often the wisdom they thought they would have has not been found.

Choices that make such a big difference are usually the very very small ones that add up to have put a path under your feet. The walk of that path almost surprises you when you realize you have headed somewhere without planning it that way. Actually you had goals but had thought you had plenty of time later for that kind of planning and discipline. hmmm.

Days that have passed, time that was taken for granted is gone. Often the family,those I cherish so, have no idea the joy they brought to my heart because I took the moment for granted. Now time is spent trying to polish those memories and create a continuum. Each of them in their own ways have taught their parents things we never would've experienced with out them.

Today brings to mind all the real joy that comes from giving yourself to others. It is harder than anything I could have imagined this thing called family; this thing called life. Wisdom for this lady in boots would involve Discipline and Planning. Enough of the free fall - Grace has brought me to this point for a reason- I at least have my boots on! and ready for the walk.