Our son turns one this coming weekend. One trip around the sun. 365 days of simple gifts...
...the gift of pure love and nourishment. August 1st-7th is World Breastfeeding Week!
Just this past week, W has begun placing little tokens in my hand...small pebbles, pine cones, blades of grass, food....I react so happily and he claps his hands in delight. This picture was snapped as I received my very first gift from my son: 6 small stones. I placed them in a fancy crystal bowl I had received as a gift a few years back. Not ever knowing what to put in such a delicate piece of china, it has sat empty for some time. Until now.
Learning to delight in giving to others....W and his beautiful girlfriend, L.
...talk of gifts is commonplace when a birthday is approaching...yet, our piles of clothing and household items to be donated remains a heaping mountain...
I recall a beautiful song we sang in high school choir ten years back...the lyrics have never left me...they have escaped my lips in song or prose on many occasions...they are written in pen on the left side of my tired and worn burgundy Chuck Taylor sneakers....
'Tis the gift to be simple, 'tis the gift to be free,
'Tis the gift to come down where we ought to be,
And when we find ourselves in the place just right,
'Twill be in the valley of love and delight.
When true simplicity is gain'd,
To bow and to bend we shan't be asham'd,
To turn, turn will be our delight,
Till by turning, turning we come round right.