Friday, March 18, 2011

Whatever is Given

Why is everyone so angry,
When I am happy?
They get angry,
At anything that’s different,
They are not used to change,
But I am,
So why can’t they just,
Be like me?

I am happy,
With whatever you give me,
I am very used to change,
I know that when,
Anything goes wrong,
I’m ready to get through it,
Again and again and again,
And again and again…

I know a guy,
Who has nothing at all,
Just his family,
And very few friends,
He goes through each day,
Always happy,
Making sure,
Everything is okay. 

He is happy,
With whatever he’s given,
He is very used to change,
He knows that when,
Anything goes wrong,
He’s ready to get through it,
Again and again and again,
And again and again…

My friend knows this girl,
Who is at the top of the world,
But to her it’s really the bottom,
She’s the CEO,
Of a big company,
That’s now about to go bankrupt,
Even through all of this,
She’s never lost hope.

She is happy,
With whatever she’s given,
She is very used to change,
She knows that when,
Anything goes wrong,
She’s ready to get through it,
Again and again and again,
And again and again…

Everyone should be happy,
With whatever they’re given,
They should be very used to change,
They should know when,
Anything goes wrong,
They will be ready to get through it,
Again and again and again…

Friday, March 11, 2011

One Word

One hello can change the world,
Two hello’s can change your life,
More than two,
You will survive,
You need hello’s to stay alive.

So I dare you to go,
Out into the world,
And say hello to everyone you see,
It will show them your true love,
When life becomes push and shove.

Put a smile on your face,
Take away disgrace,
Give happiness a taste,
Make your heart open spaced,
Live your life as far as it can go,
You’ll change some lives,
Hey, you never know.

Remember how you felt,
When you thought,
Your heart would melt,
You took one step ahead,
But took a step back instead,
Until you saw that smile,
On a stranger’s face,
You picked yourself off the floor,
And knew inside,
You could do much, much more!

You’ve stood in their shoes,
When you thought,
That you would lose,
You’ve been there before,
Felt like asking for more,
So now you got to smile,
[Stay here a while]
Give all that you can give,
[Stay here a while]
Brighten someone’s day,
[Stay here a while]
You couldn’t want it any other way.

Smile,
Don’t frown,
Say hello,
Not goodbye,
Smile,
Smile,
Hello,
How are you?
Just say hello,
And smile…

Friday, March 4, 2011

A Grandmother's Love

I just heard the optimism of a grandmother of a child with Duchenne Muscular Dystrophy.  It brought me the verge of tears and I know it will deeply affect you.  After reading this, please feel free to leave a comment describing something you’d do for a loved one, your daughter, your son, your friend, anyone you hold dear. 

“I drink in every day that I have with my grandson and I file it away in the deep recesses of my mind to be called up when I will want to look back at the memories.  I feel so blessed to have him in my life.  He will never probably experience the girl/boy love thing.  He gets crushes on girls on TV.  But I think that’s ok with him.  He lives in his world of video games, listening to music, playing on the computer and the love of his papa and me.  He is happy as a lark.

I sometimes cry inside when I think of what he has before him and what all of you have before you physically as time goes on.  I get angry and I want to do something about it so bad.  No wants to see a loved one go through anything.  But I don’t dwell on it.  I dwell in the moment.  It’s a gift to have each and every moment with him.  I am here to help him through his journey every step of the way.  It’s my mission in life.  It’s my lot in life.  I am his advocate when he can’t express what he needs, I am his fierce protector; I am everything I need to be for him.  I see my grandson as a gift from God.

Kids who don’t deal with the things you all deal with don’t know how good they have it.  It only shows what you are made of!  That is my point, the mindset, the attitude; it’s wonderful. Life is a gift.  Yes, some people are dealt a worse hand than others, but look at what they do with it.  That’s the beauty of it.  I sometimes wonder.  How would I feel?  I try to put myself into the place of someone disabled in a wheelchair, and I really can’t.  And why is that?  Because I’m not in a wheelchair.  I’m not disabled.  But then there are all kinds of disabilities.  There is the disability of intolerance and ignorance at people who are physically challenged.  Now that’s a deep statement isn’t it?