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Acceptance

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This week I truly understood the word acceptance. I learned it in my workplace, I learned it in my personal life and I learned it in decisions and choices that may have come to me but were out of my control.

Once you have acceptance, then you can have peace of mind, with clarity, of knowing to live one day at a time.

It is clear in the following poem that we can all live by:

“Serenity Prayer”

by Reinhold Niebuhr

God, grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change,

The courage to change the things I can,

and the wisdom to know the difference.

 

 

How timely to have the realization of acceptance with the coming of spring which brings to us new life.  As a wise person told me, “Winter may be in my head, but eternal spring is in my heart.”

Have a great day, a wonderful week, an extraordinary month, followed by years of astonishing!

P.S. Don’t forget to tell your family and friends how special they are and how much you love them.

 

 

 

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Your Angel

To honor your angels… Take care

Courtesy of https://www.facebook.com/Daveswordsofwisdom

 

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In Memory Of

Today I went to a funeral of a colleague that I have worked with for the last three years. She was a dedicated educator. She gave her life to education, one student at a time. What a sad day. She was young, retirement age, two grown children. One of her children was getting married this fall, while her other child had two small children of her own. My friend spoke to me the day before her surgery about how she was looking forward to the summer and spending time with family and friends. She spoke of retiring and not working as much.

Her death was a tragedy for her family and for education. We all speak of the day that we will retire, or don’t work as much. We want to be with family and friends and spend money that we may have been saving for a long time. We try to prepare by taking care of ourselves both physically and spiritually.

Yes, every day is a blessing. But how quickly those days go by that we quickly forget the ever changing movement of time.  Not only did I reflect about my friend’s death but I reflected on my own life and what is so truly important. I was so glad to be able to tell her children how special and dedicated she was. I’m sure they heard this message from others, from near and far, from those who’ve they’ve known for years or from people like me who only knew her for a few years.

I’m sure that every profession is thought of in a special way. From my own experience, education is a unique profession, we give and give and give of ourselves, hoping to make a difference in the process. Many of us don’t expect anything in return, being able to work with children is the gift. We all have so many memories of children and colleagues that have touched our lives, through tears, worry, laughter, or even just a smile. . But as I get older, I do realize that we are all replaceable. Once we are gone, someone takes our place to take up where we left off.

There is a time to leave and move on. I think we have all been conditioned that we need to work until the last moment, so we have enough to live on,  and so our insurance will last, we don’t want to be bored, if we feel good we want to continue to work at the same pace. Is there a magic number that we reach in years or are we given a sign to help us with the decision of continuing on to the next phase of our life?

The last posting I had was to pause and reflect. How fitting. I do think that every day is a blessing and I am thankful for wonderful friends and family. I hope that I will be guided to do the right thing, make the right decisions at the right time.

You will be missed my friend. Yes, you did make a difference. You did change lives. You were a good mother, wife, friend and teacher. I just wish you had a chance to enjoy all the riches you deserved. My thoughts and prayers are with your family and friends.

 

A Good Teacher

A good teacher is a brilliant light,

illuminating the prism of a life,

revealing to students a rainbow of possibilities.

by Joanna Fuches

 

 

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Strength of PERSEVERANCE

Some of you may have received flowers this morning, remember the solitary flower that blooms even in the midst of trouble and sadness.

Have a Wonderful Valentine’s Day!

 

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Heart Wave

 

WAVES

Let me,
Be the waves;

The tides that will wash your troubled thoughts.

And with every crash of waves
being your happiness and joy,
Your ripples of bliss.

Pushing away crumpled parts,
Craddling your body
in warm currents.

Let me,
Be the waves.

Guiding you effortlessly
Out into the everlasting blue.

The waves, that orchestrates your heart.

 

Compliments of Shalyn posted on hellopoetry.com

 

 

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Poem of Grief

This year, I experienced the feeling of death and grief over a loved one. It is a  journey of pain and sorrow and gradual moments of peace and tender reflection.  
For the people of France -In your sorrow; we wish you peace to bring you comfort, courage to face the days ahead and loving memories to hold forever in your heart. Our thoughts and prayers are with you during this difficult time. 

Seasons Of Grief

by Belinda Stotler

Shall I wither and fall like an autumn leaf,
From this deep sorrow – from this painful grief?
How can I go on or find a way to be strong?
Will I ever again enjoy life’s sweet song?

Sometimes a warm memory sheds light in the dark
And eases the pain like the song of a Meadow Lark.
Then it flits away on silent wings and I’m alone;
Hungering for more of the light it had shone.

Shall grief’s bitter cold sadness consume me,
Like a winter storm on the vast angry sea?
How can I fill the void and deep desperate need
To replant my heart with hope’s lovely seed?

Then I look at a photo of your playful smiling face
And for a moment I escape to a serene happy place;
Remembering the laughter and all you would do,
Cherishing the honest, caring, loving spirit of you.

Shall spring’s cheerful flowers bring life anew
And allow me to forget the agony of missing you?
Will spring’s burst of new life bring fresh hope
And teach my grieving soul how to cope?

Sometimes I’ll read a treasured card you had given me
And each word’s special meaning makes me see,
The precious gift of love I was fortunate to receive,
And I realize you’d never want to see me grieve.

Shall summer’s warm brilliant sun bring new light,
And free my anguished mind of its terrible plight?
Will its gentle breezes chase grief’s dark clouds away,
And show me a clear path towards a better day?

When I visit the grave where you lie in eternal peace,
I know that death and heaven brought you release;
I try to envision your joy on that shore across the sea,
And, until I join you, that’ll have to be enough for me.

For all the remaining seasons of my life on earth,
There’ll be days I’ll miss your merriment and mirth,
And sometimes I’ll sadly long for all the yesterdays;
Missing our chats and your gentle understanding ways.

Yet, the lessons of kindness and love you taught me,
And the good things in life you’ve helped me to see;
Linger as lasting gifts that comfort and will sustain,
Until I journey to that peaceful shore and see you again.

Source: http://www.familyfriendpoems.com/poem/seasons-of-grief#ixzz3rcLNtW5c
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Season of Reflection

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The Autumn
Elizabeth Barrett Browning (1833)
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Go, sit upon the lofty hill,
And turn your eyes around,
Where waving woods and waters wild
Do hymn an autumn sound.
The summer sun is faint on them —
The summer flowers depart —
Sit still — as all transform’d to stone,
Except your musing heart.
How there you sat in summer-time,
May yet be in your mind;
And how you heard the green woods sing
Beneath the freshening wind.
Though the same wind now blows around,
You would its blast recall;
For every breath that stirs the trees,
Doth cause a leaf to fall.

Oh! like that wind, is all the mirth
That flesh and dust impart:
We cannot bear its visitings,
When change is on the heart.
Gay words and jests may make us smile,
When Sorrow is asleep;
But other things must make us smile,
When Sorrow bids us weep!

The dearest hands that clasp our hands, —
Their presence may be o’er;
The dearest voice that meets our ear,
That tone may come no more!
Youth fades; and then, the joys of youth,
Which once refresh’d our mind,
Shall come — as, on those sighing woods,
The chilling autumn wind.

Hear not the wind — view not the woods;
Look out o’er vale and hill —
In spring, the sky encircled them —
The sky is round them still.
Come autumn’s scathe — come winter’s cold —
Come change — and human fate!
Whatever prospect Heaven doth bound,
Can ne’er be desolate.

I really enjoyed this poem because I can see myself sitting and reflecting on the summer and the season to come.

Compliments of About.com poetry

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Summer Days

Lazy, Crazy Days of Summer

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Making The Bed

Summer country.

In the morning the leaves bend to the window and fold the house in.

Mountains and sun.

I fold the blankets, hand smooth.

When you’re here I know it.

The sun crosses the hand’s breadth— and in your face the unenterable image.

Under your eyelids night unfolds.

Pull the blanket over you and with it the darkened air.

“Making the Bed” from Somehow by Burt Kimmelman from poets.org.

Summer Midnight

Warm midnight falling.
Stars shining, dancing brightly.
Peaceful all at once.

Compliments of Sazaria Quarles on familyfriendpoems.com

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Spring Thaw

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a muffled cry
across the snow-packed landscape
echoes the promise of impending spring.

compliments to riki_ryme

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Spring Renewal

Spring is a chance to catch our breath and renew our spirit…

The ice is breaking up today
The frozen river cast aside its icy coat
And set its rushing waters free
To scour away the gray debris of winter from its banks
Beguiled by this joyous flow
I, too, have cast away my care
Allowed the sun to bless my face
And burn away all icy trace of worry from my mind
Trouble will return, I know
And very soon
I must resume
The battles that define my life
But for today
It is enough to feel the sun
To watch the water running free
And like the frozen river
Be renewed again by spring

Compliments of Karen Tracy

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