Yes, It was worth it !

To forget the trivial…..
To remember the most important, then …
That day you begin to celebrate Existence ~ Prem Rawat

Sometimes we go on in life, taking things for granted until something comes crashing down. I too have been completely distracted in the day to day happenings for quite some time now.  Then to find someone close to you is unwell, shakes your very core.  Thoughts start rushing in, and I have been unable to rest peacefully worrying about their health and well being…..

But above all, my mind keeps going towards what I have been given.  Questions like, have I spent my time appreciating this  beautiful relationship, or was I busy finding faults with this person keeps haunting me. It is so easy to get lost. But to be conscious each day in this life of all the gifts is the real challenge. Appreciation is the key word.

How much do I appreciate and how much do I take for granted.  It is so easy to fall into the routine of  living in a dream like state, totally unconscious .  Then a slap sometimes is needed to halt us and make us open our eyes.

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Writing too has become like that. What I was so passionate about a couple of years back has come to a standstill now. I say that my ink has dried up.  A mental block. A hurdle I find hard to cross over. An imaginary weakness which seems so difficult to be overcome. Each time I try to sit to write, I freeze and I go blank….

Have I become so laid back and complacent in all aspects of my life?

Then turning again to this relationship business.  An eyeopener, which I pray that will last for the rest of my life.  Understanding that we are all humans with flaws. Love will over power all shortcomings. We are here for a very limited time, and have been surrounded by such beautiful relationships . I want to appreciate, enjoy and be conscious of all that I have been given. There is so much richness and fullness in this. Having seen people who have always wanted to be alone, and how their lives became so lonely and wretched, I want my life to be otherwise.  Filled with laughter, joy, abundance and appreciation.  I want to look back and have no regrets, and to say, Yes it was worth it !

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Ode to a Mother

An angel from heaven,
A gift from the most divine.
Always giving , never receiving,
Incomparable and most wonderful.

A warrior on earth, fiercely independent,
A courageous and compassionate darling.
A human so sweet, A person so kind,
Someone so special, someone so adorable.

Mother dearest, my sweetest shining star,
Someone who teaches me love and compassion.
Mother dearest, my teacher my guide,
Someone who holds me so special within her heart !

Why God Made Mums

A cute mail I recived which is just so funny and heart warming.

WHY GOD MADE MUMS

Answers given by 2nd grade school children to the following questions:

Why did God make mothers?
1. She’s the only one who knows where the sticky tape is.
2. Mostly to clean the house.
3. To help us out of there when we were getting born.

How did God make mothers?
1. He used dirt, just like for the rest of us.
2. Magic plus super powers and a lot of stirring.
3. God made my Mum just the same like he made me. He just used bigger parts.

What ingredients are mothers made of ?
1. God makes mothers out of clouds and angel hair and everything nice in the world and one dab of mean.
2. They had to get their start from men’s bones. Then they mostly use string, I think.

Why did God give you your mother and not some other Mum?
1. We’re related.
2. God knew she likes me a lot more than other people’s Mums like me.

What kind of little girl was your Mum?
1. My Mum has always been my Mum and none of that other stuff.
2. I don’t know because I wasn’t there, but my guess would be pretty bossy.
3. They say she used to be nice.

What did Mum need to know about Dad before she married him?
1. His last name.
2. She had to know his background. Like is he a crook? Does he get drunk on beer?
3. Does he make at least $800 a year? Did he say NO to drugs and YES to chores?

Why did your Mum marry your Dad?
1. My Dad makes the best spaghetti in the world. And my Mum eats a lot.
2. She got too old to do anything else with him.
3. My Grandma says that Mum didn’t have her thinking cap on.

Who’s the boss at your house?
1. Mum doesn’t want to be boss, but she has to because Dad’s such an idiot.
2. Mum. You can tell by room inspection. She sees the stuff under the bed.
3. I guess Mum is, but only because she has a lot more to do than Dad.

What’s the difference between Mums & Dads?
1. Mums work at work and work at home and Dads just go to work at work.
2. Mums know how to talk to teachers without scaring them.
3. Dads are taller & stronger, but Mums have all the real power ’cause that’s who you got to ask if you want to sleep over at your friend’s.

4. Mums have magic, they make you feel better without medicine.

What does your Mum do in her spare time?
1. Mothers don’t have spare time.
2. To hear her talk, she pays bills all day long.

What would it take to make your Mum perfect?
1. On the inside she’s already perfect. Outside, I think some kind of plastic surgery.
2. You know, her hair. I’d die it, maybe blue.

If you could change one thing about your Mum, what would it be?

1. She has this weird thing about me keeping my room clean. I’d get rid of that.
2. I’d make my Mum smarter. Then she would know it was my sister who did it and not me.
3. I would like her to get rid of those invisible eyes on the back of her head.

WHY GOD MADE MUMS

Answers given by 2nd grade school children to the following questions:

Why did God make mothers?
1. She’s the only one who knows where the sticky tape is.