Thought for today:
"Was not the first Christmas tree you ever saw the most magical of Nature's gifts that ever graced the month of December or the first birthday-cake candle you ever blew out the start of life's wishing well?
Did not the first puddle you ever splashed in contain that embryo of 'dare devil' and 'couldn't care less' attitude that has followed you through life ever since?
Did not your first kiss spring from the warmest lips you ever touched, the one pair of lips you'll not forget; your mother's?
Do you recall that happy moment of finding first-love-true and discovering that feeling of specialness that made you know that you were treasured above all others? Can you remember as you walked down the aisle on your wedding day and were gently passed from the arm of the first man in your life to the last, how you silently vowed there and then that this would be the only occasion that you would ever come between them?
Such wonderful experiences for you to treasure, but great as they be, none are ever as memorable as the sight of your first-born's smile and the knowledge that as its mother, you are the most important person in their life. Isn't all this joy not worth every ounce of suffering that life implies in the rearing of them?" William Forde: January 17th, 2015.
"Was not the first Christmas tree you ever saw the most magical of Nature's gifts that ever graced the month of December or the first birthday-cake candle you ever blew out the start of life's wishing well?
Did not the first puddle you ever splashed in contain that embryo of 'dare devil' and 'couldn't care less' attitude that has followed you through life ever since?
Did not your first kiss spring from the warmest lips you ever touched, the one pair of lips you'll not forget; your mother's?
Do you recall that happy moment of finding first-love-true and discovering that feeling of specialness that made you know that you were treasured above all others? Can you remember as you walked down the aisle on your wedding day and were gently passed from the arm of the first man in your life to the last, how you silently vowed there and then that this would be the only occasion that you would ever come between them?
Such wonderful experiences for you to treasure, but great as they be, none are ever as memorable as the sight of your first-born's smile and the knowledge that as its mother, you are the most important person in their life. Isn't all this joy not worth every ounce of suffering that life implies in the rearing of them?" William Forde: January 17th, 2015.
