Thursday, December 16, 2004

POSTPONE CHRISTMAS

 

 

 

 

Yes...I would like to postpone Christmas right now...Just when I thought we were going to be able to finish up Christmas shopping and getting some things done..My hunnie woke up deathly sick. He has the same stomach virus that I fought for days. He is also running a high fever. So we have to wait until he is feeling better to get moving. Lord...I just need to postpone the holiday for a couple of days...LOL

Well I guess I can work on my crafts and see how far I can get. I do not know if I will be giving these as gifts this year...I do not want to do rush jobs and then feel bad afterwards. I have a few gifts taken care of so that takes some of the stress away.

Well it has been freezing  here for the last couple of days. Believe it or not...it got down to the high 20's low 30's...2 nights in a row. That is just wild for Florida. Well of course..as soon as that happens...tomorrow it should be in the high 70's. The weather scale here can drive you crazy...No wonder so many people are sick...you never know what the weather is going to be like from one day to the next. Then this weekend it is suppose to be COLDER then it got the last two nights...Geezzzz!!! I am going into hibernation.

I did want to mention...that the second package I was waiting for with more trolls in it arrived a day after the first one. My daughter is in Troll heaven...those lil things look freaky to me...but she loves it so that is all that matters.

Well I received an inspirational piece in my email from a friend and I thought I would share it here...I did not want to forget about the men and women who are fighting to protect our country and will not be home for the holidays...

Have a FANTASTIC friday...
PEACE!!!!

 

The Sands of Christmas
I had no Christmas spirit when I breathed a weary sigh, and looked across the table where the bills were piled too high. The laundry wasn't finished and the car I had to fix, My stocks were down another point, the Cowboys lost by six.   And so with only minutes till my son got home from school I gave up on the drudgery and grabbed a wooden stool. The burdens that I carried were about all I could take, and so I flipped the TV on to catch a little break.   I came upon a desert scene in shades of tan and rust, No snowflakes hung upon the wind, just clouds of swirling dust. And where the reindeer should have stood before a laden sleigh, eight hummers ran a column right behind an M1A.   A group of boys walked past the tank, not one was past his teens, Their eyes were hard as polished flint, their faces drawn and lean. They walked the street in armor with their rifles shouldered tight, their dearest wish for Christmas, just to have a silent night.   Other soldiers gathered, hunkered down against the wind, To share a scrap of mail and dreams of going home again. There wasn't much at all to put their lonely hearts at ease, They had no Christmas turkey, just a pack of MREs.   They didn't have a garland or a stocking I could see, They didn't need an ornament-- they lacked a Christmas Tree. They didn't have a present even though it was tradition, the only boxes I could see were labled "ammunition."   I felt a little tug and found my son now by my side, He asked me what it was I feared, and why it was I cried. I swept him up into my arms and held him oh so near and kissed him on the forehead as I whispered in his ear.   There's nothing wrong my little son, for safe we sleep tonight, our heroes stand on foreign land to give us all the right, to worry on the things in life that mean nothing at all, instead of wondering if we will be the next to fall.   He looked at me as children do and said its always right, to thank the ones who help us and perhaps that we should write. And so we pushed aside the bills and sat to draft a note, to thank the many far from home, and this is what we wrote:   God Bless You all and keep you safe, and speed your way back home. Remember that we love you so, and that you're not alone. The gift you give you share with all, a present every day, You give the gift of liberty and that we can't repay.    

  "...this is an open and grateful tribute to the men and women who serve every day to keep our nation safe."

5 comments:

katmoscow said...

Thank you for sharing that beautiful email!
Your husband is in our prayers. That virus is a nasty one.
Lots of Love & Laughter with Christ,
KAT

tendernoggle said...

BEAUTIFUL BEAUTIFUL POEM!  MADE ME CRY THOUGH.....AND BY GOSH, SOOOOOOOOO  TRUE........THANK YOU FOR REMINDING ME THAT THERE ARE MOTHERS OUT THERE THAT HAVE THEIR CHILDREN OVER IN THAT AWFUL PLACE.... YOUNG MEN AND WOMEN THAT ARE FIGHTING FOR OUR COUNTRY'S FREEDOM.....EVEN AS I WRITE THIS ......BLESS THEM....AND BLESS YOU FOR BRINGING IT OUT HERE TO REMIND US.
CARLENE

my78novata said...

OH I hope he gets better. Oh man!!!!! this is bad timing. Perhasp he will get well before the holiday rush. You know I am done with hanukkah but have so many friends who do xmas that now I Feel like I m doing double duty LOL Lori

sonensmilinmon said...

Oh, I hope your hunny is feeling better soon.  I vote that we postpone Christmas too!

As for hte poem, BEAUTIFUL!  Thank you for sharing that with us. :-)

Monica
http://journals.aol.com/sonensmilinmon/SmilinMonsAdventures/

derasta said...

My husband is coming down with something too...hope your husband feels better..and thanks for that story.