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The Journey of a Mother
Sent to me as an email... this parable seems to address even the imperfect and frustrating aspects of parenthood- and the connection to your children.  I've always hesitated with the touchy-feely and perfect-mother descriptors because my mother was none of that... but she was there, and she did instill many of my values and she does care.  Reading this made me realize that I need to get beyond the hurt and disappointment that lies below the surface and the guilt that brings.... to accept the imperfections and appreciate the whole of who my mother is... and who I am as a mother/grandmother, as well.

This is a beautiful tribute to all mothers!  Enjoy them while you have them and when they're gone, cherish the memories.

             The Journey Of A Mother


             For those who are fortunate enough to still be blessed by
             Having your Mom with you, this Is beautiful... 
 
             For those who aren't...

             It is even more beautiful. It takes my breath!
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             The young mother set her foot on the path of life.

             'Is this the long way?' she asked.

             And the guide said 'Yes, and the way is hard. And you
             Will be old before you reach the end of it. But the end
               Will be better than the beginning.'


             But the young mother was happy, and she would not
             Believe that anything could be better than these years.

             So she played with her children, she fed them and bathed
             Them, and taught them how to tie their shoes and ride a
             Bike and reminded them to feed the dog, and do their
             Homework and brush their teeth. The sun shone on
             Them, and the young Mother cried,

            'Nothing will ever be lovelier than this.'

             Then the nights came, and the storms, and the path
             Was sometimes dark, and the children shook with
             Fear and cold, and the mother drew them close and
             Covered them with her arms, and the children said,

             'Mother, we are not afraid, for you are near,
             And no harm can come.'

             And the morning came, and there was a hill
             Ahead,  and the children climbed and grew weary, and the
             Mother was weary. But at all times she said to the
             Children, 'A little patience and we are there.'  So the children
             Climbed, And as they climbed they learned to weather the storms.

             And with this, she gave them strength to face the world.

             Year after year, she showed them compassion,
             Understanding, hope, but most of all...unconditional
             Love.  And when they reached the top they said,
             'Mother, we would not have done it without you.'

             The days went on, and the weeks and the months and
             The years, and the mother grew old and she became
             Little and bent. But her children were tall and strong,
             And walked with courage. And the other, when she
             Lay down at night, looked up at the stars and said,

             'This is a better day than the last, for my children
             Have learned so much and are now passing these
             Traits on to their children.'


             And when the way became rough for her, they lifted her,
             And gave her their strength, just as she had given them Hers.

             One day they came to a hill, and beyond the hill, they
             Could see a shining road and golden gates flung Wide. 
             And mother said: 'I have reached the end of my  journey            .

             And now I know the end is better than the beginning,
             For my children can walk with dignity and pride,
             With their heads held high, and so can their children
             After them. And the children said, 'You will always walk
             With us, Mother, even when you have gone through the Gates.'

             And they stood and watched her as she went on alone,
             And the gates closed after her. And they said:
             'We cannot see her, but she is with us still.
              A Mother like ours is more than a memory.
             She is a living presence.'

             Your Mother is always with you.

             She's the whisper of the leaves as you walk down the
             Street, she's the smell of certain foods you remember,
             Flowers you pick and perfume that she wore, she's
             The cool hand on your brow when you're not feeling well,
             she's your breath in the air on a cold winter's day.

             She is the sound of the rain that lulls you to sleep,
             The colors of a rainbow, she is Christmas morning.

             Your Mother lives inside your laughter.
             And she's crystallized in every tear drop. A mother shows
             Every emotion happiness, sadness, fear, jealousy,
             Love, hate, anger, helplessness, excitement, joy, sorrow...
             And all the while, hoping and praying you will only
             Know the good feelings in life.

             She's the place you came from, your first home,
             And she's the map you follow with every step you take.
             She's your first love, your first friend, even your first
             Enemy, but nothing on earth can separate you.

             Not time, not space...not even death!


             PASS THIS ON TO ALL THE MOTHERS AND
             DAUGHTERS AND SONS YOU KNOW....

             MAY WE NEVER TAKE OUR MOTHERS FOR GRANTED.


             'The best and most beautiful things cannot be seen or
             touched - they must be felt with the heart.'
              ~Helen Keller~
 
 
   
 

AFL Tribute Match!

Was so cool! My first game ever, to see all these good players come together and battle it out!

Shout out to Hv for being the best and letting me stay over and all much love!

 

So tired gonna have a big sleep soon!

 
 
 

   
A Paul McCartney number

This is a very special cover. A friend on Youtube asked me if I could do a cover version of this song. I had real problems finding any backing for this, so I ended up recording the music myself, but differently.

The song is "Here today" by Paul McCartney. This was a tune that Paul McCartney wrote in honour of John Lennon. His version is guitar based. I had an thought. What if I redo the music, but instead of using guitar. Use a piano sound, similar to that used in John Lennon's Imagine.

I created a montage of pictures for the video. As it hadn't been too long since George Harrison had passed away, I decided to put pictures of the both of them in the video.

Check out the results of my effort below.

This was also a very popular video of mine. It's had 60 ratings to date :)

Now for my Youtube statistics.

I've had an increase of subscribers to 380 now.

There has been a rise of over 100 channel views and it now stands at 9,633.

My overall videos views are now at 105,634. It's going at the rate of nearly 1,000 a day!

Coming up next. Another original song from me :)

 
 
   
 

Crappy poem / tribute to one of my favorite songs "D.L.N."
Murasaki Shuushi
(Purple Autumn Melancholy)

My heart soars
for I know not when
or where, but am
happy all the same.
Destiny guides my way,
foolishness drags me along
but the moonlight shines on.

Shooting stars are dangerous,
for false hope is misleading;
and we're all more than willing
to believe.

I know not the way
but remain confident all the same.
Everything is all right
because I'm just--

Wishing, believing, depending on
these tiny, twinkling stars
--(this sky full of miracles)--
hoping for just one that will listen
to my prayer.

I'm just a lonely sheep
staring at a sky full of stars.

x x x

&; all the do is watch me.
 
 
 

   
Happy thoughts
Hi everyone!

Last year, I created the tribute.mindsay.com.tribute

I was trying to relive the site after a year, but failed to do so. I forgot my password.

Last night, I remember him. His face lingered in my imagination. I checked the calendar. Today marks his 30th birthday.

It's been 8 years since I last saw him.

I don't have much to say about him now so I am just reliving the poem I wrote for him in 2001.

Forever

 

One year has passed

I haven't talked with you since then

You're already at peace with the world

and here I am still struggling for life.

 

I am missing you

The voice, the care, the love

Where else could I find them

but only in you.

 

Memories about you are all I have

They make me cry and yearn for you

all the time of my waking life

Even in sleep I dreamed about you.

 

Sometimes I wish that I should not have been

what I was when we were still together

For I want that our love is forever

It could have been, that's all I could sigh for

 

Sometimes I wish that you could feel

The beatings of my heart even before I let you you know

You could hear what I think even if you don't hear me

You could dry the tears in my eyes even though you don't see me.

 

Life's indeed too short

for us to love eternally

But I do believe in forever

That was what you told me...

 

FOREVER, YOU and ME.

 

 

-o0o- 



He'd be 30 today if my first ex-bf is still alive.


For tribute2 or the new blog, the theme I chose is light and cool. It's because I already have fully recovered from him.


I am now happy.


Maybe he is also happy now for me...

 
 
   
 

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