Four Generations. What a Weekend.!!!!
Am l the compassionate one?
l know l used to be.
Am l the heart and soul
Of this entire family?
I feel l ought to be.
I was the sensitive one.
The comforter of others.
Am l still the one with empathy?
I know l used to be.
Now l look at an old book or a toy,
Well-used, worn and torn....often played with.
I want you back just as it used to be.
That makes me the stupid one.
Time can only move one way, and it never stops.
Onward ever onward...Forward....time.
You can never move time back.
Just hold on to your memories .
Now you have children of your own.
Even they are beginning to bless us
with the same.
Four generations of love and laughter,
merely a week ago.
Here--- it was--- here in this house.
I know...........(My husband touches my shoulder)
Maybe it was too perfect....eleven adults/teens
Two little 3 year olds.
Not a crossed word.
Not a jealous bone.
No-one was lazy,
No-one was greedy.
Such noise we made, with love and laughter,
With piano and song. Noises of joy.
Was l still the compassionate one?
Did l do enough?
I feel empty now you've gone.
I didn't imagine l'd feel so alone.
I am not alone. My husband is here,.
Oh but just for a while it was
like days now gone by.....
House full of family, sisters and brothers,
babies and mothers.
Why am l sad? The silly one......ME!
Be grateful for the days we just had.
In a fast moving world, like today..
Not everyone has the blessed experience
that l have enjoyed.
Not everyone has peace at family gatherings.
Four full days of love, smiles, hugs, giggles and games.
Food so lovingly cooked. Children so wonderfully cared for.
Counting my blessings l should be.
No need to query, which one am l?
I always was the compassionate one.
I always kept the peace.
Opening my eyes l see ther's no need.
Our grandaughter is the compassionate one.
Our daughter, the heart and soul of us all.
Teenage grandsons are the sensitive ones.
Yet ALL are part of me.!
My husband is quietly resting, now.Enjoying the peace, the quiet.
And l.....I am the restless one. Longing for another time.
Hopefully there will be....another gathering as wonderful as this.
Being together was REALLY SOMETHING to see
Oh! Never take it for granted if you've been blessed with a family.
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