The Christmas Card: which one?
Is it me or this year just flying by? It's time to jump in and get that Christmas card ordered or in my case, the Christmas postcard. Last year I didn't have my act together (traveling) and the year before you helped me make the decision here. So, I am asking again, because I always value your opinion!
You choose, 1-7, which is your favorite?
While I am at it, seeing that it will be a postcard and many of you know how much I love postcards...
Would you like one?
Comment with your favorite photo number and say YES to a postcard or find me in your usual fashion... Instagram, Facebook, around town..or by email email@example.com
If you received a postcard from me in the past, just say so, you are still on my list. :)
Thank you kindly!!!
One last thing...
My friend Beth sent me this poem for
our Poetry Trail. I love it on so many
levels and thought you might too.
Your children are not your children.
They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself.
They come through you but not from you,
And though they are with you yet they belong not to you.
You may give them your love but not your thoughts,
For they have their own thoughts.
You may house their bodies but not their souls,
For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow,
which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.
You strive to be like them, but seek not to make them like you.
For life goes not backwards nor tarries with yesterday.
You are the bows from which your children as living arrows are sent forth.
The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite,
and He bends you with His might that His arrows may go swift and far.
Let your bending in the archer's hand be for gladness;
For even as He loves the arrow that flies, so He loves
also the bow that is stable.
By Kahlil Gibran
I have read this many times and each time
I take away something new.
Thank you Beth!