Count your blessings.
Monday, August 16, 2010 8:44 PM
Maya Hayes: Dad!
Maya Hayes: Thanks for telling me the story.
Will Hayes: You're welcome. I didn't tell you the happy ending.
Maya Hayes: What is it?
Will Hayes: You.
Maya Hayes: Thanks for telling me the story.
Will Hayes: You're welcome. I didn't tell you the happy ending.
Maya Hayes: What is it?
Will Hayes: You.
Although this movie didn't do as well as it could have, this one particular scene resonated with me. My mother and I share a similar sentiment. Although she and my father went through (really) rough times, she has always told me that she never regretted it because in the end, she got me. She never ceases to remind me that I am her happy ending. I realize that a mother's love for her child is unlike anything else, but what is also unmeasurable in a different way is a child's love for her mother. My heart bursts with love for her and my heart aches when she's sad. I have never met a person that I am so in sync with--she is the one true person that knows me fully, inside and out. I can trust her with my deepest secrets that I myself can barely admit to; I can laugh so hard and for so long that we both forget what was so funny to begin with.
As the years have gone on, my relationship with her has changed. I worry about her--she doesn't have a strong heart, and I'm afraid that she's too concerned about taking care of others and neglects herself. It's like I know that if she knows I worry about her, that makes her worry about me, and it just continues in this vicious cycle.
There isn't much to be done about it, however. A mother will always worry about her child, and a child will always worry about her mother. It's a package deal with us. I just count my blessings and cannot thank God enough for blessing me with such a warm, caring, thoughtful mother. She's my light and I'd be lost without her.
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Forever Young.
Tuesday, June 29, 2010 10:45 AM
Sometimes I wish we could go back to how we used to be. Don't get me wrong, I like the person I've become and I like where my life is going. I think most of us are finally becoming the people that we want to be. But one of us got lost along the way and I don't know how to get it back. We used to be so innocent. We used to be so loving. Now the demons that plague our lives has reared its ugly head and has grabbed ahold of one of us. I pray that it will let go and we can all finally ban together and heal, but before that day comes we're being torn apart. Sometimes the love we all feel for each other gets pushed down by the fear and the anger. I wish this weren't so but it just is. I look at your face in this picture and I see this spark of innocence and wonder. You had your whole life ahead of you here, and believe it or not you still do. You could still have a long life ahead of you, but you have to find the strength to fight the evil that's holding you back. As much as we all want to, we can't do it for you--YOU have to be the one to save yourself. But if (I hesitate to say when because I just don't know) you make that decision, the rest of us are here to help and to love and to guide you to a better, happier path.
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