A life without Hope is like a broken-winged bird that cannot fly!
Langston Hughes poem “Dreams” says it well:
“Hold fast to dreams
For if dreams die
Life is a broken-winged bird
That cannot fly.
“Hold fast to dreams
For when dreams go
Life is a barren field
Frozen with snow.”
Dreams and hopes go hand in hand daily. Where one is, you will find the other.
Daily life has alterably changed. Where once one could see forever and think change is just a choice, daily life for the whole world has now been transmuted. But if you look carefully, you will see that one still has choices in what thoughts to think, what ideas to concentrate on, and what actions to take.
Know this: Outside stimuli cannot demand what response one takes. Yes, we can just REACT, but we can also choose to ACT after considering our many options. Life goes on, and so must we.
One can choose HOPE that enables good thoughts to come forth. Out of those thoughts, options multiply. Isn’t that worth the effort on your part?
The literal translation of carpe diem is “pluck the day,” referring to the gathering of moments like flowers and suggesting the ephemeral quality of life. Commonly understood as “seize the day,” the Latin phrase originated in the “Odes,” a long series of poems composed by the Roman poet Horace in 65 B.C.E
What better way to approach each and every day?
God’s blessings upon your journey!
Fear does indeed immobilize one because it enables thought patterns that are based on the worst possible outcome. This, in turn, creates emotions that ensure vulnerability and helplessness. Overwhelmed by all of the above, inaction itself generates a decision from indecision!
Sound crazy? Of course, it is! Does it happen? All the time! Why? Because fear is so strong a negative emotion that it just takes over, mind and body. All one can focus on is the object/idea feared. No other outcome is thought about. Peace is an impossible dream.
Somewhere in the Fear spectrum, Anger enters like a charging elephant! Unstoppable? You bet! This causes one to perform poorly and respond negatively and overactively to outside stimuli.
As long as one’s attention is focused on the “bad stuff” of life, which happens daily in most people’s experiences, the “good stuff” is kept locked up and cannot hold sway in your thoughts and emotions.
Focus is the key here. It’s like holding a magnifying glass to look at something. The more it magnifies, the bigger it seems. Reality has not changed, but your perspective has greatly altered.
In order to get off the merry-go-round of this thought/emotion process, one must firmly grab the reins on this runaway horse and firmly take control. One must choose to “get a grip” and change the arena by looking at other possible outcomes, thinking/feeling other alternatives. Only then can your reality change by loosening the hold fear has on you, permitting to you to be more functional in your life and reactions to others. Anger is not generated so one can think better before acting.
The exclusivity of Fear is this example: I was driving a good friend of mine home about sunset. It was the most beautiful sunset I had ever seen, vivid, so many colors! I brought this to the attention of my friend (who was caught up in a negative sequence involving Fear and Anger). She absolutely could not see the beauty of it. She brushed it aside and continued with her diatribe. Nothing in her situation changed because she was “feeding the monster!” The situation became unalterably worse. How else could it be?
If one wants peace to fill your mind and life, your focus has to change. Ernest Holmes said: “What you think about, you bring about.” I would add that thoughts create feelings, which are the engine of the mind. Both create your reality, like it or not. Focus is part of the idea behind Dr Wayne Dyer’s: “Change the way you look at things, and the things you look at change.”
Do you want to continue down a negative path in your life, or do you prefer peace, adaptation, mobility, and different choices to govern you? It is, after all, your choice. Are you willing to experience something else?
God’s blessings on your journey!
When one opens his/her eyes, the Dance of Life begins. Perhaps you have not even swung your feet out to the floor yet, but thoughts and emotions begin to pummel your consciousness…things to do, priorities, fears, worries, etc. Usually, it is the negative stuff that creates stress that come immediately to mind.
Wouldn’t it be great if your first thought upon waking is: “Thank God I am alive!” Breathe deeply, and feel your mouth smile. Joy fills your being. You are looking forward to another day of living your life, moving to the inner music created by a soul at peace.
If you had to guess, which scenario would come to the mind of most people? My guess is that the first one reigns supreme, with few even believing that the second one is a real possibility and not just an impossible dream.
At the root of the problem is the idea that your reality is subject to many outside influences and situations, most of which are intending to cause you stress and predicaments beyond your ability to cope with them. Your Dance of Life would sound like a cacophony of irritable noises to which you would move like a puppet on a stage, with strings beyond your control. Your breath moves up to your upper chest, denying the lung’s capability to provide oxygen fully to your body. Does that sound hopeless? It does to me.
Who would think that the busy thoughts in your mind could be controlled, with a choice of what and how to dwell on each situation the day would bring? Being able to use your body awareness to soften the abdomen when breathing in, and tightening it to push the air out so you get the benefits of oxygen to all parts of your being is not a silly idea pushed by some guru on television. It is actually the saving grace, becoming the beginning of the Dance of Life that is possible for each and every one.
We have all heard the famous saying, “Life is 10% of what happens and 90% of how you react to it.” In life, attitude is everything; it is what shapes our beliefs and our desires. I would add that it determines how your Dance of Life will unfold.
Yes, there are so many outer occurrences in our life that seem to predetermine our reactions, thoughts, and emotions. But what if you could change that? During this time of fear-filled existence, a sense of loss of so many things that we once considered our divine heritage, and exterior dictates of our daily routine, how could it be possible to be serene and at peace with yourself and others?
If you want a dose of insanity, turn on the television to listen to the daily news. That will begin your morning with negativity enough to last all day and well into the night. Every thought and emotion, every occurrence, etc., will solidify the notion that this world is truly chaotic, with no hope of anything else.
Or: you could get a cup of tea or coffee, sit quietly for a few minutes, and possibly read something uplifting to your heart and mind, concentrating on what is right in the world instead of all that which is wrong. Breathe deeply, do some yoga or Tai Chi as you move into your world with a sense of lightness and joy versus darkness, sadness, and anxiety for yourself and the world at large.
We all know someone who is in dire straits right now, perhaps jobless, hungry, and depressed. Where does one draw the line with compassion for all those others who are hurting deeply in so many ways right now? Praying is a good key, of course. Each person must answer that one personally. But it is possible to remain in a peaceful center while partaking of such activity as you deem necessary…if you begin when you first open your eyes in the morning and before your feet touch the floor.
One thought that has recently come to me is: In the Dance of Life, the part we play (big or small) is just a tiny portion of the lessons others came to this planet at this time in history in order to learn.
It is the idea of a grandfather teaching his grandchild about a butterfly which is struggling to get out of its cocoon. The child wants to aid it by helping to remove the cocoon. The grandfather stops her, saying, “If you do that, you are condemning it to a flightless existence. Only by its struggle to get out of its cocoon will the life force fill its wings so it can fly and be the beautiful thing it was meant to be.”
If you could magically remove the struggles you see every day, would you? Could you? Should you? We all help where we can, yes. But where is your stopping point?
At any rate, your Dance of Life is under your care, custody and control. What kind of music do you want to hear as you move through your day? It is, after all, within your power of choice to determine this, each and every day.
God bless you on your journey!
During this long period of time after CoVID19 happened, changes in our world have left so many of us with extreme emotions about many topics. Everything we knew as normal is gone, with no expectation that anything will return to what it was.
These emotions range from despair, fear, angst, discord, grief, disappointment, anger, etc. There has been very little hope generated. Isn’t that a sad thought?
Now add in the upcoming election cycle, where civility has taken a back seat to angry dissertations and arguments between family members, friends, coworkers, etc. Everyone is so attached to their points of view that no one else can say anything else or contrary to it. Why is that? What makes this time in history different from any other occasion?
During this fractious time, if one were to say: “God is Good!” – it would seem like a crazy person said it. Why is that? How about: “Hope is a part of my everyday thinking!” Positive affirmations have been pushed aside as futile. Yet I would like to posit that this is the only way out of the darkness that surrounds us.
Is God Good when so many are in travail over the lack of money, lost jobs, missed opportunities, in ill health? Perhaps someone we care about has made his/her transition, and grief is all we can feel because we have not had the closure of being by his/her side when it happened? So many reasons to question the idea that God is still good.
Let me assure you that God has not changed, nor has He/She/It gone anywhere. You are not operating in a void, all alone in your misery. Your tool for access is prayer, whatever you define that to be. There is also meditation, deep breathing, yoga, being centered, exercise, experiencing the outdoors as best you can, peaceful sleep which rejuvenates the soul and mind, etc. Life can be better, no matter what you are personally dealing with.
It has been said that, “It is not what happens to you, but how you react to that which matters.” Can you believe that in this traumatic time? You can decide how you personally will respond to each and every situation in your daily life. Is that a unique idea to you? Possibly, but it is absolutely true. Outside happenings cannot dictate to you how you will decide to take action, unless it is an approaching angry tiger or elephant. Yet so many of us act like every single thing is an approaching angry tiger or elephant! No wonder you are exhausted when you fall into bed at night!
COVID19 and the election will pass. A vaccine will be formulated and distributed. Life will continue. The only question you have to ask yourself is: How am I going to make it through this storm?
If you are depressed, fearful, angry, grief-stricken, or caught up with any other negative emotion, you are planting more of the same. In order to have a different result, you will have to change your focus to something better.
You might ask me how. Focus is defined as concentrating on a thought or emotion, enabling clear perception or understanding. If you feel like you are a gerbil in a cage, with thoughts and feelings which only make you feel worse, you know you are stuck and need to turn your attention elsewhere. Only then will you be released from the cage of your own making.
Use whatever tools you possess (reading good thoughts, meditation, yoga, deep breathing while focusing on the stillness of a placid lake, whatever) to change your attention and perspective. You just have to be willing to do that. Are you?
Remember: God Is Good!
Peace be with you on your journey.
Linda Joy Wirth’s new book is a delightful inspiration to read. Though Linda is blind, the underlying theme of this book is not really her blindness, but more the experience with a sighted world that cannot see from her perspective. She shares stories which shine light on her diverse educational experiences, college, marriage, children, music, dance, theatre, travel, and career. We become aware of the challenges she faced, adaptations she had to make, the barriers which she overcame, and the dreams she realized. With each new experience, we see her grow as she analyzes, accepts, forgives, and learns from every encounter. She tells her story with honesty, humor, and insight, not dwelling on the difficult situations, but always moving on to the next experience. Through it all, she demonstrates determination, a positive attitude, and a strong spirituality which grows as she does.
Linda is an optimistic and outgoing woman who has been blind since birth. She has a Master’s Degree in Social Work from the University of Denver and worked in the field of geriatric, long-term care for over 28 years. Linda is also a singer and actress, having performed in over 30 plays and musicals. She is an inspirational speaker who has presented to groups of all types from schoolchildren to professionals. She shares her message that, despite hardships, challenges, and disappointments, we must keep going and look for the the beautiful gifts life has to offer.
Give it a peek. You will be very happy you did!
Mark 12:31 states clearly: “Love your neighbor as yourself.”
Note that it does not say before yourself, or instead of yourself, or NOT yourself!
It has been known for thousands of years the simple truth that: “Love begins with YOU!” Self Love is perhaps the hardest to master.
Most people are harder on themselves than they are with anyone else in their lives: bosses, friends, lovers, mates, children, acquaintances. We become our own worst enemy. Why is that?
I personally believe it is because we are so focused on OUT THERE realities from the second we wake up until we fall exhausted into bed at night. Then it doesn’t end. Look at all the different sleep medications out there that are for sale. There must be a reason. My guess is that our dear mind is keeping us awake, thinking of things we could have done better or differently, stress, nerves, world news, fears for money, jobs, and the pandemic of COVID19. My list could go on quite a while. So we beat ourselves up endlessly for so many reasons.
Does that sound like Self Love to you?
Also, how about FORGIVENESS? Can you forgive yourself for your shortcomings, no matter how small, big, or in between they are? Can you forgive others for past instances where they fell short in your eyes?
To me, Self Love includes not only Forgiveness, but also Gratitude. Are you truly grateful for all the blessings (big and small) you have in your life at this moment? I could start with allowing myself a deep breath, releasing stressful thoughts and condemnations, and just being glad I am alive in this moment. I am grateful for everything from a roof over my head, food to eat, a car to drive when I need it, bills are paid, good medical care as I age, this computer to use to communicate with my world at large, smart phone and tv, my Keurig that gives me a hot cup of coffee, etc. I also know how to handle all the aches and pains, injuries, etc., as I age because I have been careful to learn yoga, exercise, and physical therapy to strengthen whichever body part needs it at the moment. I include deep breathing as I start my day and as the day proceeds. Beauty is part of my world, which includes beautiful flowers, watching birds and observing my garden grow – providing us with squash, eggplants, and tomatoes to eat and to share. I could go on, but you get the idea.
The difference in my life is which thoughts and emotions I choose to entertain myself with. I, too, have strong emotions/thoughts that carry me away quickly. Prayer helps a lot with that. Meditation is necessary as a tool to calm down and love myself anyway. That to me is a key.
You, too, have the possibility of using your own keys to LOVE YOURSELF ANYWAY! After all, perfection is merely a goal, not a commandment.
We are lectured when we are young about our many faults. We take that inside of us and use it well, much to our own dismay. Sometimes it is so strong that we treat all of that as REQUIRED PERFECTION, from which we will ALWAYS fall short, requiring us to reprimand ourselves for every transgression. Isn’t that a sad thought? Because we do it at such a deep level and so naturally that it is difficult to change. However, we can choose to change. We truly can get off of our own backs and stop beating ourselves up!
You are in charge of your own mind. Are you willing to let what is really not working very well continue? Or do you want to begin to LOVE YOURSELF TRULY?
One of the yoga breaths is called the CARING BREATH: You reach both hands/arms out in front of you, take your right hand/arm and touch your left shoulder as you bow your head in that direction and you say, “I accept myself fully, with all my faults and shortcomings.” Then you reach out with your right hand/arm and say, “I am willing to serve, love, and care for others.” Then you repeat this with the left hand/arm. I find this so peaceful and life-changing.
Many motivational speakers tell us to look in the mirror every morning and say to ourselves, “I love you just as you are. You are enough. Go forth with joy in your being!”
Are you willing to try to love yourself? It is all up to you, after all.
God’s blessings on your journey!
Each segment of the church system/religious beliefs has its own parameters of what consists the answer to the question: Are you a saint or a sinner? On one side is the saint, and on the other is the sinner.
Even in our own minds, we label our concepts of saint or sinner. From this point of reference, we judge our world, past and present, self and others. We beat ourselves up for our perceived shortcomings, where we fall short of our own expectation levels. Others also emphasize the same. This only reinforces the negative input incoming to our spirit. Is it productive or counter-productive? Does the negativity give us a desire to change? Nope. Only a positive attitude, working toward a positive goal, can do that. Isn’t it amazing, though, that so many people think that the negative motivation works?
Here is a revolutionary concept: What if we have the power through the use of our choices to be one or the other and even somewhere in between? Is that a possibility?
It may sound absolutely insane to think of life in that way. We put a lot of attention on blaming others, circumstances, or even life itself. This helps us to avoid the responsibility of accepting that we made a poor choice in the first place.
Yes, accidents happen, as do sickness, job loss, horrific weather, crazy politics, etc. Then we have to decide on what our particular response will be – not our reaction, mind you. I am focusing on the idea of what I am going to do in this situation that is occurring on this Third Rock from the Sun. Am I praying for the situation others are experiencing in such a traumatic way? Of course. My response is to choose to support the relief efforts in whatever way I can. Please note that I said response.
In my own life, stuff happens: Good, Bad, and all that comes between those two. However, as captain of my ship, I must decide how I am sailing: What, where, destination, journey, etc. In a strong wind, I must tack to maintain my course. I have to consider my destination (a fixed point) vs. the journey itself as it unfolds. Heaven knows that the destination certainly can change in an instant through positive or negative impacts, perhaps with no choice of my own involved. Life happens.
The only question you are left with: How do you want to respond vs. react to exterior situations/information? The choice is always yours, whether you recognize it or not. In this restless world at this point in time and space, the electronic transmission of all facts/perceptions are known to all with just a touch of a button, literally. The emotions are running so high that the fight or flight pattern in all of us is controlling so much of our thoughts. This state, if kept up long enough, will be our undoing, both individually and collectively.
Peace must be actively chosen as a part of our world. Step back for just a moment, breathe deeply, become quiet (no matter how briefly), and rest just a bit before reentering the exterior world. Your body and mind will thank you. That choice is up to you! Choose wisely.
Praying always for all the suffering that is happening now. Be safe. Act constructively and positively. Do what you must, but don’t lose your sense of self/peace in the process.
God’s blessings upon your journey!
Have you ever watched a gaggle of geese that are coming in for a landing on a lake? They are majestic, to say the least. Before they touch down, their wings lock into a curved downward position as they descend. When they are close to the surface, they flutter their wings to let the air pass through their feathers and land. The one thing I have noticed, though, is that, no matter how many other geese are already in their chosen landing spot, not one ever sets down on top of an existing goose’s place. Their brains are not large, yet they always land successfully!
What if humans had that same ability when going from place to place, goal to goal, and job to home? After all, we have a larger brain. Why do we have such a hard time of setting our wings?
If we could do so as easily as the geese, think what a peaceful place our lives could be. We would leave our home situations at home, traffic/transit problems there, and work situations/problem/stresses at the place of origin. Perhaps you have heard, “Leave your problems at home. Put on your smile, and move into your day here.” Maybe you walk in the door at home and start yelling because you haven’t left the stressors at your workplace. You are carrying leftovers from place to place. You are literally not “setting your wings.” The same happens when going from burned toast at home to an important meeting at the office.
Goal oriented people can become obsessive, trying to get their To Do Lists done, all of them, all the time. They thus create stressors on themselves and others. Instead of flowing from task to task, they jump around like grasshoppers in lieu of doing just one thing at a time, which is really all one can do anyway. Multi-tasking is a myth.
If one could set one’s wings as easily as the geese, you would better be able to construct your day, pick your destination (as it were) of each incident, decide your necessary action that is appropriate to the task at hand, complete it, and move on to whatever comes next. You would keep that sense of ease about each task, one flowing into another one, whatever comes next.
Imagine yourself in heavy traffic, you need to get home because you have a million things to get done before you can relax, which you desire even more. Someone else, equally as anxious, cuts you off. You respond with anger because they have invaded your space. What gets lost in the process? You got it! More stress than you had before.
I know you are definitely not a goose. But what if you could keep that sense of peace when setting your wings through your day, no matter what happens? There is an inner connectedness that can occur when you stop for a moment, breathe deeply, and decide your action in lieu of a reaction to circumstances around you. If you applied this idea to every incident that occurs throughout your day, you would be less stressed, more peaceful and happier person. You would most certainly be more healthy.
What if you could encapsulate the stressors you experience each and every moment of your day in a little bubble, all its own? Then you could act or react to just that particular incident instead of going crazy over the accumulation of it over time, be it a day, week, or lifetime. Some people are still reacting to things that happened long ago and far away, thinking about the injustice of it all, feeling self righteous, etc. It is an accumulation of things that are dragged from one incident to another that causes the confusion. Then add the daily stuff and you have a recipe for disaster. You may feel driven in lieu of being the driver.
What I am suggesting to you is that you can live a more peaceful life if you set your wings in the morning by breathing deeply, noticing the beauty around you, think of a very happy place in your mind where you were totally relaxed and easy going. It only needs to be just a few moments. Then as you move into your day, be it spilled milk, a restless child who will not get dressed or cannot find a shoe, a traffic incident, an angry coworker or supervisor over something insignificant in your mind, you can act or react as you choose. Perhaps you could flutter your wings, letting the occurrences flow without a negative response in your mind/being? Trust me, acting vs. reacting is the key to keeping your wings set and letting things go. Encapsulate those stressors by not ignoring them but by responding appropriately at that moment. Don’t drag stuff around with you, situation to incident. No wonder you walk in your door at home and collapse. You are doing it to yourself. That is the sad part.
If you were to set your wings, you would breathe better because the first thing your body does when it reacts to stress is shorten your breathing. You would be healthier, that is for certain. Your day would be less tumultuous. Instead of carrying an empty bag around with you, throwing the impact/influence of each incident into that bag as it occurs, causing you to feel the weight of the world on your shoulders by the end of the day because you are dragging a now-totally-filled-to-overflowing bag, you can choose to come home feeling fresh and alive because you dealt with each thing by itself. Would that be magical? You can choose to live like that. Are you willing? You can change. You can do it.
God’s blessings upon your journey.
Set your wings!
Flutter Your Wings!
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God, whatever you conceive Him/Her/It to be, is everywhere present (Omnipresent), all knowing (Omniscient), all powerful (Omnipotent).
Think about that for a moment. To the rational mind, it does not seem a remote possibility from a human viewpoint. How could any one entity actually be all three of those? Assuming, then, that we cannot conceptualize such a thing from the mind, one must then move to the realms of wisdom and understanding.
Einstein’s theory is very useful here because he showed that all matter we can see is based on and contains Energy. Since one cannot see energy unless it is transmuted into something like light or gravity, it remains in the invisible realm. Is this not the same area that prayer goes into?
If one prays to an anthropomorphic being as a concept, it still goes into the invisible realm. Some people believe that they are not worthy of deserving such an honor as granted prayers, so they deny the essence of what they are praying for as they keep worrying about whatever it is they are asking for. Some do not even pray unless they are in dire straights and in need of a miracle. The rest of the time they are just busy living their lives. Few are ascetics who are in prayer always. Then there are a few awakened human beings who just live in connection with their idea of God, knowing their prayers are fulfilled always because they are literally seeing the manifestations (without regard to distance) of whoever/whatever they hold in their consciousness. They are connecting to the E=mc squared=God concept on the invisible realm, waiting for the visible realm to come forth.
Sometimes it is not an immediate, visible demonstration. Sometimes it needs a continuous flow, like putting a hose in a bucket of muddy water so it may slowly clear. But time is not of the essence here. Only the end is necessary.
So if you are praying for something, hold the end in view. If it is for someone else, hold a picture in your mind’s eye of that person being happy, whole, healthy, and doing well. When you keep worrying, you are telling your God/He/She/It that you do not believe It can do the job. You become part of the problem, not the answer.
When you are praying, you just have to ask yourself, without regard to your religion, whatever is on your heart and mind. Then let it go. Do not hang onto it. If it comes to mind again, just remind yourself that you are going to think only of the end result = not the “how is this going to happen?” stuff either. Leave the How and the Way to that Omnipotent Being who loves you and your beloved and wants only what is the highest good of all to occur.
Trust becomes an issue here. But if you cannot trust this Being, why pray at all?
Life happens. So does Love, Livingness, Wholeness, Positive State of Mind and Emotions, etc. You, too, can arrive there. Are you interested? Are you willing? The answer is in your purview.
God’s blessings upon your journey! Beauty awaits thee every day. Look for it!
“The music is just perfect to dance to! Who could imagine that the Denver USO Club would be so great!” Rose exclaimed.
“I am so excited that we decided to come!” Jane replied.
Rose looked in the bathroom mirror and stated, “We are looking good, gal!”
“You bet!” she responded as she carefully put each curl in place.
Rose stated, “Who would think we could be such good friends. I am topsy, turvy, and full of life, and you are exacting, sweet, and steady as she goes!”
“Well, we are, and that’s that! Let’s go!” Jane replied, laughing as they went out the door to the dance floor.
“Oh, man, look at those two handsome soldiers who just walked in!” Rose said as she nudged Jane.
Unerringly, those two just happened to be looking back at them.
Bill looked up at Johnny and said as he smiled, “Now here is why I dragged you with me tonight. Just look at those two beauties over there! You were going to stay in the barracks.”
They came over to the girls, where Bill said, still smiling “How about a dance, good looking?”
Rose took his arm immediately and responded, “Let’s not waste time, handsome and charming!”
Johnny smiled shyly at Jane and held out his arm, which she took readily.
The two couples danced the night away, one lively and full of fun. The other talking quietly, enjoying each other’s company.
When it was time to leave, not one of them wanted to end the night, regardless of the time.
“Do you want to take a walk over to the park? It’s not far from here.” Jane asked Johnny shyly.
In response, he took her arm and started walking with her.
Bill looked at Rose and said, “You don’t want to get left behind, do you?”
Rose shook her head, and they followed along.
It was a lovely night in Denver, balmy with a light warm breeze gently blowing.
Bill stated, “You know, life seems so short. We just met and now Johnny and I are shipping out in the morning. That is just plain bad luck!”
Rose tipped her head back as she laughed, saying, “It sure is, big guy! It sure is!”
Just then, Rose pulled four fully-loaded water guns out of her purse and shot Bill as she passed him his and then tossed the other two to Johnny and Jane. The fight was on, running, shooting, and laughing uproariously. When they were spent, the just sat on the grass, trying to recuperate.
“I have an idea,” said Rose. “Let’s carve our names into that rock over there as a memory of how wonderful this night has been.”
Everybody agreed and proceeded to do that. Just as they got finished, a car pulled up, flooding them with lights.
Rose recognized the car and stated, “Uh, guys, that’s my Dad, and I’m in real trouble!”
By that time, he was approaching them and was obviously as mad as a hornet, shouting, “Rose, you know the rules. It’s one thing to support the troops at the USO, but it’s another to stay out half the night!”
Bill, as cool as a cucumber, approached him and stuck out his hand, saying, “I’m sorry, sir. We are shipping out tomorrow. We just met Rose and Jane tonight. We were enjoying ourselves so much and simply forgot the time. Please don’t punish Rose, sir.”
Dad by this time was somewhat mollified by Bill’s congenial manner, shook his hand and said, “God bless you, son. May He protect you and bring you home safely.”
Turning to the girls, he ordered, “You two get in the car right now, wet clothes and all. Whoever heard of such a thing, and at night to boot! Jane, your parents are worried sick. I’ll take you home as well.”
He looked at the two soldiers, saluted them, and got in his car to leave. The girls hastily kissed their soldier’s cheeks, got dutifully into the car, and waved as they drove off.
Bill turned to Johnny and said, “I don’t know about you, but I just met the love of my life!” as he looked at the address Rose had put into his hand as she kissed his cheek.
Johnny said, “Me, too” as he looked at the address Jane had placed in his hand as well. “I am sure glad you talked me into going to the USO tonight!”
They walked off whistling as they headed for transportation to take them back to the base.
The hands of time move ever forward. Timing sometimes is everything.
Johnny wrote to Jane every day, and she did likewise. The mail was so slow that sometimes several letters would be delivered at once, especially in the field.
Johnny and Bill stayed friends, but there came a day when Johnny looked at him and said, “My service is done, my friend. I am going home to Jane. I can find a job doing mechanic’s work. I will make my way somehow.”
Bill shook his hand, responding, “I wish I could, too. But there’s nothing I can do back home, really. I’ll be staying in and make it my career. Tell Jane and Rose hello for me!”
“Have you written Rose yet?” Johnny asked.
“Oh, I wrote a little, but letters just aren’t the same. I think of her a lot, but that just doesn’t make it to the page when I have a pencil in my hand. I sound more like a brother instead of a sweetheart,” he responded.
The years passed quickly. Rose cherished the memory of that night with Bill. She got a job as a secretary. Sometimes on her lunch hour, she would go by the rock and talk to it, touching his name, and thinking about him. But finally, she began to date. Sam eventually became a steady item.
When Rose thought about Sam, she thought, “He is ruggedly good looking and very friendly, but he just does not have a sense of humor or adventure.”
Johnny and Jane watched Rose pine for Bill all that time, knowing what she was feeling. They were relieved when she started dating and liked Sam.
Occasionally, they would get a short note from Bill, which always ended with, “Please tell Rose Hi for me, K?”
Johnny would just shake his head and tell Jane, “I know how Rose will light up when I tell her that. Why can’t he just say it to her directly?”
Whereupon Jane would just shrug her shoulders.
After a while, Sam began pushing Rose to get more serious. He wanted them to get engaged and set a date. She would just sigh and shake her head, turning away so he could not see her tears.
Johnny finally got a letter from Bill. He was so excited that he ran into the house to tell Jane, shoving it under her nose, saying, “Here, read this!”
She looked at him questioningly as she stopped feeding John, Jr. She yelped in surprise as she read it.
“Do you think we should tell Rose?” she asked.
“No, I don’t,” he replied. “Let’s wait, OK?”
She nodded her head in agreement because she did not want to hurt Rose in any way.
Finally, days later, there was a knock at the door. Johnny opened it quickly and grabbed Bill up in a big hug, saying, “I was so happy to find out you were stationed at Lowry Air Force base! Wow! That is great news!”
Hearing the hubbub at the front door, Jane came out wearing an apron and dusting flour off her hands.
She gave Bill a big hug as she held her hands away from his uniform, chiding him, “Well, it’s about time!”
He looked deeply into her eyes and, with a tear in his, asked, “Is Rose happy? Has she found a young fella and settled down? She’s so good looking, I can’t imagine her being alone for very long!”
She answered, “Not, not yet anyway. She has a steady beau named Sam, but she has not said yes yet. I know he’s asked her, but she keeps putting him off.”
A light grew in Bill’s eyes as he spoke, “I think about her more than I’d like to admit to myself. I just cannot forget that first night and how much fun we had!”
Jane looked at him, shaking her head vigorously, and stated, “Then you should have written Rose! What were you thinking?”
They all sat down to dinner, laughing and talking.
Bill held little John, Jr., and complimented them with, “What a fine boy you have here!”
“We think so,” they responded at the same time.
After dinner, Johnny winked at Jane and said, “Let’s take a walk down to the scene of the crime!”
Laughing, they began walking towards the park. The sun was setting, and it was a beautiful time of the evening.
As they approached the rock their names were carved in, Rose was standing there, with her hand over Bill’s carved name.
She was angrily saying, “Sam, I told you, I just don’t want to get married right now! Why do you keep pushing me?”
Sam was about to reply as Johnny, Jane, John, Jr., and Bill walked up.
Sam said, “Well, look who’s here now.”
Turning, Rose raised her hand off Bill’s name and whispered, “Bill!”
Embarrassed, she froze, unsure of Bill’s response as he had not written in so very long.
Bill reached out casually for Sam’s hand and said, “Hello. I’m Bill. I’m an old friend of Johnny and Jane’s.”
Sam slowly reached out and shook his hand, saying, “Sorry about the argument you must have overheard.”
Bill replied, “Well, disagreements happen, don’t they?” as he looked at Rose, whose cheeks were as red as her name by then.
Looking Rose right in the eyes, he said, “Say, do you remember that night when we first met? I can tell you, we had the devil of a time explaining about our wet uniforms!”
She threw her head back, laughing so hard, saying, “How can I forget?”
She reached into her hand bag and pulled out her water gun, querying, “Are you ready for action?”
Grinning, Bill reached into his pocket and pulled out his water gun, and said, “Yup!” as he shot her with it.
The fight was on as she shouted, “You are on, mister!”
Sam looked at the scene unfolding before them all, shaking his head, and finally stating, “Well, I just don’t believe this! I’ve never seen anything so ridiculous in my whole life!” as he stormed off out of sight.
Johnny and Jane held John, Jr., just hugged together, happily saying, “It’s about time!”
Bill and Rose were enjoying themselves and that moment, laughing crazily. Finally, they began hugging each other, finishing with a kiss that lit up the night.
(This is just a short love story to lift your spirits. Enjoy! God’s blessings on your journey!)