Prized possession....
Every guy has material things they value in their life. Cars, guns , boats etc. I've had many toys in my life that I really 'cared for' . Note I said cared for.
I was having a bad week and was sitting at the camper feeling sorry for myself and just dripping with self pity when I looked up on the wall and saw a small crudely written framed Picture of sorts I had put up shortly after I got the camper. Nobody ever notices it and those that do just sort of write it off as a memento of a granddaughter's youthful scribbling. But it means so much to me. It brings me both joy and sorrow in sweeping waves that almost overcome me if I allow myself to think about it very long.
Simple words from an innocent child. I was there when she wrote it. She was by herself, in her room not coached or provoked. Not being told what to say. Just the thoughts from her probably three year old heart. When she handed it to me and I read it I could have hugged her into next week ! How could a little scribbled note from a child had such a big impact on a old fart like me ? Each time i look at it I try to think of any other time in my life that anybody has said those words to me, And I can think of not one. I do accept personal responsibility for a lot of it.. I am not the easiest person to 'care for' and even today I refuse to use that 'L' word when talking about people. I do have many dear friends that I think care for me as much as they are capable of. I guess I'm just not the type of person that deserves total devotion.. Sometimes I wish it were different. but the mold is cast.
As one can tell I'm not exactly at the top of my game right now. That will change. I should probably delay posting for a day and every thing will be Unicorns & rainbows. But I write these to look back on and recall some of the highs and lows in my life. For without the lows, the highs are hard to rate.....
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