May we mind our steps

As you step, they watch
As you laugh, they hope
As you cry, they fear
As you hurt, they are sorry
As you complain, they feel to blame
As you gossip, they begin to hate
As you run, they cheer
As you love, they feel secured
As you feed them, they are full
As you touch, they feel your strength
As you pray, they believe with you
As you hold on, they feel brave
As you set standards, they build properly
As you choose to learn, they become students
May we mind our steps for the next generation, as their journey will be  “real life”.


6 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. almostmissed
    Jul 21, 2010 @ 22:12:30


    My granddaughter, Brooklyn Joy, in this picture will be 5 in September. Following those you love and trust secures the child. She is blessed to have you to follow!


    • Elena S. Kelly
      Jul 22, 2010 @ 18:45:50

      Thank you Berna. Brooklyn Joy looks so much like my niece Angelina. My daughter is soon to turn 6 in the fall and she is a blessing to have. My son is a young toddler but already attached to his mama:)


  2. Elena S. Kelly
    Jul 21, 2010 @ 17:41:57

    Reading this I think of my firstborn who is now 5 and half years old. She and I are so close and yet I admire that she looks up to me.
    Heart touching words Berna. 🙂


  3. JuliaKate
    Jul 21, 2010 @ 15:26:06

    dido to what Gypsy said… 😉


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  5. Gypsy
    Jul 16, 2010 @ 19:16:01

    how sobering and yet inspiring


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Almost Missed

Fascinated with those things in life that are almost missed, unless we pay close attention. Sometimes the most joy comes in the details. My granddaughter's eyelashes, my grandson's birthmark, my daughters sight, both my son's passion for the homeless...those things we are privileged to know when we take the time to look!

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