The Painful Past
Friday, December 13, 2019
History, despite its wrenching pain,
Cannot be unlived, but if faced
With courage, need not be lived again
Maya Angelou from 'On the Pulse of Morning' 1993
I like this poem because it is so me. I've been through a lot but I always counted my blessings. My parents always stressed that. I think that's why I have such a happy life today. Each morning, and each day, I am thankful for everything that has been a part of my life because I know that God wants me to be thankful, and to count my blessings even in the face of hardship.
P.S. Just a highlight from my wife. She reminded me that her prior boyfriend introduced her to his mom. She chose marrying me over marrying her prior boyfriend and living in the north wing of an expensive mansion with his mom because she appreciated my thoughtful sense and down on earth purposeful plan of community service. She says that God sent me and that she made a good choice.
P.P.S. I agree, but really, I think that an important part of it was that my wife also met and enjoyed being with my mom. She was more down on earth and a more lovely caring woman to be with and enjoy life. Bob