Monthly Archives: November 2015
Thoughts for Thanksgiving
I am very grateful to be here to see and enjoy it. Our weather is twenty-eight degrees on our patio thermometer, and a light snow is gently falling.
My wife and I were watching Macy’s Thanksgiving Parade with all the colorful floats, balloons, marching bands, music, and of course untold numbers of smiling, happy performers and people.
Many thoughts filled my mind as I watched and marveled. How blessed we are to live in such a wonderful country where we can revel and rejoice in the season.
Thoughts of France, Brussels, Mali, Syria, and other countries that are experiencing loss of loved ones, strife, turbulence, and displacement make me thankful for our country.
My humble and sincere “Thank you” goes out to all of our military men and women, regardless of where they are stationed. I want to wish all of them, our relatives, friends, and countrymen a warm and happy Thanksgiving today as we break bread. I wish happiness and blessings to all.
Reflections
There are so many, I know not where to start.
As I sit quietly and reflect,
My wondering thoughts and memories to collect,
Memories stir in my consciousness which awaken my heart.
Foolish words and deeds,
Poor choices made in youth without reason,
Like layers of paint on the wall
Add up, season after season.
Young and crazy, detached and aloof,
Speaking lies, innuendo, trash without proof.
Age brings wisdom.
Reflection brings enlightenment.
Rake not among old bones, searching for the truth.
If you receive a blessing, give thanks with your mouth.
It matters not where you are from…north, east, west, or south.
Blessings are not always recognized as such in the beginning.
Smile, and never look a gift horse in the mouth.
Sometimes, we do the right things for the wrong reason.
Sometimes, we do the wrong things for the wrong reason.
Try to do the right things for the right reason.
The end result will be so much more satisfying and pleasing.
Mistakes are the building blocks of experience it seems.
When we try to achieve a thing, sometimes we make mistakes.
Learning from our errors enables us to overcome,
Allowing us to move forward, fulfilling our hopes and dreams.
When done right, we live to age and grow old.
Aging is not for the faint of heart, at least so I’m told.
A heavy conscience of wrong choices builds memories to prick the soul.
Good memories and experiences are more precious than finest gold.
Slow Progress – Trying
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