New Years Resolution..?

This is as ‘meep and deemingful’ ’ as I am going to get today…….
so if I bore you to tears then move on….
.My childhood is my own..best left in the past……the future is my own….what I make of it………My God belongs to many people..but he is also my own…what he makes of me..?? lol..I often wonder..WHY am I here……..I believe nothing happens but theres a reason for it…..so I guess there must be a reason for my being here…….I have learned to “accept” whatever..wherever…….I dont always find the answer..but ‘something’ usually happens for the good….
the past 12 months have not always been good……but I have learned a lot…….
found some very wonderful friends……said goodbye to some very wonderful people, and the many and varied animals that seem to inhabit my space…….each one has left a deep imprint on my heart…….memories are Pictures from the heart……….
Like the sweetest memories of Louis…my angel Epi….who haveing decided it was just too hot made his way to the pond in my garden…..such a beautiful pond….with water lillies…..gold fish…frogs…..and a fountain that allowed me to hear the water trickling………Louis demolished it..by jumping in….!!!! my heart sank when I heard the humongous “SPLASH !!!!!!!”……but it bounced back again when I saw Louis galloping towards me…….throwing water in every direction..stopping inches from me
and looking the epitome of innocence….with a goldfish stuck in his ear..and a Look that said………“sorry mum”……….as he shook the remaining water from his back….
I loved him dearly……..
My littlest Granddaughter….who dropped a family heirloom a crystal bowl….that smashed into a million pieces………..the look on her face as her eyes filled with tears
because she had hurt “nanny’…….I held her and we cried together..and she said…”Sorry nanny"…………..
these are just two of the Precious memory pictures my heart holds dear to me….but I learned that material ‘things’ are not important…….my Babies both Human and animal ARE…..
And so as the old year draws to a close…I shall write all these memories down so that when I am no longer here..my Human babies will be able to read and see what was important to me and hopefully just how much I loved them…..

My Poetry is Important to me….it allows me to be ‘me’….to put my feelings down on paper…….it has never been easy for me to show my feelings……..and so I have learned that it is OK…to show them……..
and in particular my Love for Humanity……………..when we plant a garden we use many different kinds and colours in the plants we select…………many fail to see the beauty in the many and varied people we meet along lifes journey………and select only one colour………….what a dull garden that is…………..it is the differences that make this world such a wonderful place………

and so my new years resolutions……..
to no longer worry if I haven’t washed up the dishes..calling a friend to ‘check in’ is more important…
I shall no loneger think ‘Someone" will remember the wonderful History of the Australian Bush..but will do my best to get it down on paper………
I Will..go to Bangladesh….and do what it takes to show some of the children that “someone cares”……….however small a contribution it will be it will be something that I CAN do….and I WILL ask friends to help……..because asking for help is something that does not ’sit’ well with me..but I have learned that I cannot change the World..but I CAN make a small difference…..with the help of my friends…

To all the very Dear people ,…… friends I have been fortunate enough to meet on Red Bubble..Thank you for coming into my Life in the year 2007…….I promise I will treasure each and everyone of you and will take the friendship into 2008 with a joyous heart……….
my new years resolution to you all……………is..this…..

“Portrait of a Friend”

I can’t give solutions to all of life’s problems, doubts,
or fears. But I can listen to you, and together we will
search for answers.

I can’t change your past with all it’s heartache and pain,
nor the future with its untold stories.
But I can be there now when you need me to care.

I can’t keep your feet from stumbling.
I can only offer my hand that you may grasp it and not fall.

Your joys, triumphs, successes, and happiness are not mine;
Yet I can share in your laughter.

Your decisions in life are not mine to make, nor to judge;
I can only support you, encourage you,
and help you when you ask.

I can’t prevent you from falling away from friendship,
from your values, from me.
I can only pray for you, talk to you and wait for you.

I can’t give you boundaries which I have determined for you,
But I can give you the room to change, room to grow,
room to be yourself.

I can’t keep your heart from breaking and hurting,
But I can cry with you and help you pick up the pieces
and put them back in place.

I can’t tell you who you are.
I can only love you and be your friend.
—Unknown

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