DS#3 with his youngest son, my precious little grand son that passed away

November 22, 2008

We experienced such joy at my grandson's birth and celebrated his baptism and his 1st and 2nd birthdays and he gave us all such joy. He will never be forgotten even though he can no longer celebrate with us.

Every mother wishes she could take away any pain that might come their child's way and I still do ...I wish I could....

if I could I'd protect you from the sadness in your eyes

give you courage in a world of compromise

yes, I would if I could

I would teach you all the things

I've never learned and

I'd help you cross the bridges that I've burned

yes, I would if I could

I would try to shield your innocence from time

but the part of life I gave you isn't mine

I've watched you grow,

so I could let you go

if I could I would help you make it through the hungry years

but I know that I could never cry your tears

but I would if I could

yes, if I live in a time and place where you don't want to be

you don't have to walk along this road with me

my yesterday won't have to be your way

if I knew I would try to change the world

I brought you to and there isn't very much that I could do

but I would if I could

oh baby I just want to protect you

and help my baby through the hungry years

'cause you're part of me

and if you ever ever ever need

I said a shoulder to cry on or just someone to talk to

I'll be there, I'll be there

I didn't change your world

but I would if I could ...

Words from a song by Celine Dion

To my son from my heart

Thoughts on a quiet Friday evening...

Life is a highway
On which the years go by…
Sometimes the road is level,
Sometimes the hills are high…
But as we travel onward
To a future that is unknown
We can make each mile we travel
A heavenly stepping stone.

Helen Steiner Rice

Father, as I travel life’s highway help me to keep the road in excellent traveling condition through constant observation and necessary repairs.
Assist me in observing all signals and avoiding dangerous curves and detours.

I’m on my way to Route 65 this year. Next year I’ll be there and it’s proving to be quite a disturbing thought to me. At 50 I didn’t feel old and had plenty of energy and at 60 I had a slow day once in awhile and bounced back to spur onward. At 64 + I have more slow days than not and the road is bumpy for me.

I hear about lovely ladies in their 80’s and all their accomplishments and that gives me hope as I want to be active and enjoy life. The trouble is that more often than not, I just do not enjoy the things I used to.

I cruise along each day and travel the distance required, but I’m always on the lookout for something new or unique. Like the full moon half hidden by the clouds this morning or the geese in the farmer’s field on the way home. I would rather spend an hour watching the sun set than watching the television.

I look in the rearview mirror going down the road and wonder how I’ve managed to travel so far and still not know exactly what I’m meant to do. I had real purpose when my family was all home and even though I’m enjoying a soft cushion of living a solitary life, it often seems that there is still more I’m meant to do.

I have a feeling that just down the road and over the hill are a few more things I am meant to accomplish. I guess I’d best keep fueled up so I’m ready.

Often your tasks will be many
and more than you think you can do
Often the road will be rugged
and the hills insurmountable too
But nothing in life that is worthy
is ever too hard to achieve
If you have the courage to try it
And you have the faith to believe
For faith is a force that is greater
Than knowledge or power or skill
And many defeats turn to triumph
If you trust in God’s wisdom and will.

Again by Helen Steiner Rice

Written from my heart to yours,

Pam (mostly known as ma)