Monday June 20 2016  THE FIRST DAY OF SUMMER

EVERYDAY A PART OF ME

By Kathleen Martens

June 20, 2016

Summer surprised us by coming early.

The calendar speaks it begins today.

But somehow Mother Nature

Always has her very own way.

Warm days are scarce and swift

In the Calendar of a Wisconsin year.

If summer comes too early

You won’t see me shed a tear.

Just to frolic in the sunshine

And to relax in evening’s breeze,

Are days I cherish to remember,

To help me endure winter’s freeze.

So I take each day at a time,

Whether hot, rainy, or cold.

Just to be alive is such a joy

And it matters not that I am old.

Being old is such a gift

For memory has such exquisite treasure.

To reminisce in the quiet of self,

To the old it’s a secret pleasure.

No matter how many days I live

Each sunrise is born anew

And every day part of me

Is also born brand new.

Quick comment regarding yesterday.  Our son and his family joined us for a dinner to celebrate both fathers, on Father’s Day, as well my husband’s birthday.  We are so fortunate to have our son and his family so close.  It is also amazing to know our children as wonderful, middle aged adults.  It is especially awesome to see our son as a father himself, raising two wonderful sons.   I just want to express publically how thankful I am to our children for the love and care they give to Dave and me as well as the love I see in their relationships with their spouse.  Perhaps we just don’t express that sentiment often enough, and for some reason, I wanted to remember to say that to them today.  And I speak for my husband as well because I know his heart.  Courtland we love you.  Rebecca we love you.  Thank you son and daughter for being such wonderful children, adults, friends, parent, dog lover, follower of Christ, and always so kind and caring to your mom and dad.  Other than the salvation Christ gave to us, you are both the greatest gifts that God has ever given us.

Dave just came into the room and I asked him if he had read yesterday’s poem.  He said yes.  Then he proceeded to say, “At least you have my funeral poem”.  Oh dear, I never thought of it that way.  And then he went on to say, “Hopefully you wrote it years in advance”.

Lord, thank You for a husband with a sense of humor.

God, thank You for two amazing children.

Thank You God for their mates who love You too.

Thank You for our grandson’s who have stolen our hearts.

Thank You Lord that You fill me with joy regardless my circumstances.

Okay gang!  It is actually on 9:12 a.m. and this blog (which was not supposed to be written) is completed. 

HAVE A GREAT DAY AND GOD BLESS YOU.