Thought of the Day

Candles spell out the traditional English birt...Candles spell out the traditional English birthday greeting (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
For me, today is a day of celebration for more than one reason.  Thirty-five years ago today,  I was eighteen years old and newly married, a whole other story that must wait for another day and time. On April 19, 1977, I became a mother to a beautiful, bouncing baby boy. On that day, I began what I have come to consider is the most challenging and difficult job in the world-motherhood  At such a young age, I was ill-prepared for the job, but I’ve come to learn that motherhood, at any age, is a daunting gift that is not for the timid.   I am grateful for both blessings that I received on that day – my son and the gift of motherhood.  Happy birthday dear Son.  I am blessed to be your Mother. 
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Quote Tuesday

You need to wake up if you want to dream.  ~Paulo Coelho

Quote Tuesday

This poem is written by Paulo Coelho, the Brazilian born writer and lyricist of international acclaim.  He has written numerous books, but “The Alchemist” remains my all-time favorite.  I imagine that this poem is written from the perspective of a child who looks to me for guidance as he/she grows to become a strong, loving, kind, and compassionate human being.  Specifically, it brings to mind, my children, my g’children, nieces or nephews, or any person looking to me as a role model. As I read the poem, I am reminded that my actions do speak louder than our words.  More importantly, however, the poem causes me to ponder the question, what negative message might I have conveyed, when I thought they were not looking?  This is the poem’s message to me, and it has gotten my attention.  I am listening.  For now, all that I can say is thanks.  

Blessings and love, lydia

P.S. You can check out Coelho’s blog here.



When You Thought I Wasn’t Looking by Paulo Coelho 


When you thought I wasn’t looking
You hung my first painting on the refrigerator
And I wanted to paint another.


When you thought I wasn’t looking
You fed a stray cat
And I thought it was good to be kind to animals.


When you thought I wasn’t looking
You baked a birthday cake just for me
And I knew that little things were special things.


When you thought I wasn’t looking
You said a prayer
And I believed there was a God that I could always talk to.


When you thought I wasn’t looking
You kissed me good-night
And I felt loved.


When you thought I wasn’t looking
I saw tears come from your eyes
And I learned that sometimes things hurt—
But that it’s alright to cry.


When you thought I wasn’t looking
You smiled
And it made me want to look that pretty too.


When you thought I wasn’t looking
You cared
And I wanted to be everything I could be.


When you thought I wasn’t looking—
I looked . . .
And wanted to say thanks
For all those things you did
When you thought I wasn’t looking.