Obviously, we are all assailed with
doubts from time to time. Doubts
about self-worth, what we've done
with our lives, accomplished or not.
What have our lives meant?!
And then, a visit to my firstborn . . .
Oh what a lovely lad! A beautifully
maintained home, art in the works,
wondrous conversation! An offer
of drink and something to eat . . .
and suddenly, all is well.
Realization that indeed I have done
something right, so right that naught
else can compare. How I thank the
on high for my children. They ne'er
disappoint and I am blest.
Why, oh why, these doubts? These
questions? How easily one forgets
that as long as life is within, all is
well . . .
yes necessary
sorrow needs be doesnt it
does comfort await
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