Every now and then, someone comes along in your life and they find a way into your heart.
And you know it’s forever.
My friends Lisa & Andrew – college friends – are like that. So, too, are their kids – Andy and Cami.
Andy is a wealth of knowledge about sports – especially anything Spurs. He’s funny and smart and loves his family and friends – and he is the most gentle soul I know.
Cami is just a bundle of energy, who never met a camera she didn’t like – a budding actress with a big, bright smile and a generous, kind spirit.
I describe The Ramon Family (briefly) because they have quite a story to tell – especially Andy Bear (his nickname since forever) – who just started his own blog, from his hospital room at Santa Rosa Children’s Hospital.
I know I will be reading it regularly – I hope you join me.
Andy’s journey likely has lessons for us all.
Oh, I think this has become my 2ND favorite video of the day.
Thanks, @dannycharbel for sharing!
Easily my favorite video of the day!!! http://bit.ly/HereKittyKitty
Gertie Lou & Winston & Bernice
You stand there… you sit there… you love me… and I am grateful.
Sitting resplendent in your yellow dress, you are magnificent, every ounce the Queen, though you never knew it.
Standing guard in your white uniform, you twist your hands, playing with the nails on your thumbs, ready for anything
(you were always ready for anything).
And perched on my beloved red tricycle – red and orange tassles hanging from the handlebars like streamers ready to fly off at a moment’s notice –
I ride on, bracing for whatever comes my way.
I remember many nights laying my head on your chests, nuzzled in your soft, cozy arms, delighted by your smiles, your chatter,
your instant approval.
(But make no mistake, there were scoldings, too.)
I was safe, snuggled in the warmth of you, your hand-made afghans and cozy nightgowns.
But I always had the same wish when I threw a penny in the fountain at NorthPark: that I would go first so I wouldn’t
ever, ever, ever have to find my way without you.
Even as I tried to force my cats and dogs to love each other
(figuring that if I loved them so much, they should love each other, too),
you watched patiently, amused.
You patched up my scrapes, scratches and stubbed toes when
I tangled with the wrong tree.
Now, so many years later, I know my life without your lessons of love would be bland at best.
(A dose of reality here: I was spoiled by your treats – the cream puffs, chocolate eclairs and Angel Food Cakes – thanks to you, sweets hold no allure for me as a grown woman.)
You stood… you watched… you loved… and you taught.
You helped bring me to me, and for that, Gertie Lou and Winston,
I Love U 2 Pieces*.
* ” I Love U 2 Pieces” is the way Gertie Lou (seated in the yellow dress) would end her letters to my great-grandmother Bernice Ryan Mills when they wrote to one another. I just love that. *
** I wrote this essay from my heart, but it also was written as part of a writing experiment initiated by my friend Dawn, who’s taking a writing class and thought it would be fun to share the experience and the homework.
This essay is my homework.
I think everyone should try, too
(and post your essay in the comments section).