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- Kellene VanDorn
- Topeka, Kansas, United States
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SNOWY MORNING THOUGHTS
It snowed last night.
Morning has come again and there is a very soft hush, quiet, mellow.
This is always a special time for me. The world is asleep and drifting in the warm embrace of the white blanket that nature has enfolded all in. It is as if even the birds are reluctant to break this moment with sound.
This is a reverent peace honored by even the smallest of lives. There are no footprints in nature’s blanket. The horses stand still, drowsing in place, drifting in their dreams, warm in their winter coats, and yes, they too have been embraced lightly in white.
Even the trees sleep quietly. They carry the caress of white on their branches as well and seem careful not to move in the invitation of a breeze. Reluctant to shrug off the soft embrace with a joining of motion as the breeze says …..wake…..
These are special moments that I cherish for their rareness. A gift, that as I quietly drink my coffee and look out the window watching our small corner of the world sleep, I reflect on the blessing that I am able to stand on both of my legs and with sound mind and body enjoy this peace.
My greatest blessing of all sleeps up stairs, caught in the hush of the morning. This too is rare. She is usually the first to rise and greet the day, always with a smile, no reverence, no thoughts for special moments like this.
She is secure in her faith and her knowledge that every morning and day are wonderful, there is no thought of this, it just is.
I feel that familiar tightness in my throat, and wipe at the wetness on my face as I once again am awed at the enormity of the gift I have been given. And once again I am humbled.
I begin to hear movement above me, and yes,….there goes the radio. As music drifts through the levels of the house to me, I glance once more at the white peace outside that was so fleeting, and smile.
I have someone else to share the morning with now. I will go upstairs and help her dress, then put her in her wheelchair to look out the window with me, to watch as the world comes awake and shrugs off it’s drowsiness.
It is morning, Savanah is awake and it is as if her waking is a signal to all the little lives outside, for all are shrugging off their white blanket now.
There is a bluejay, watching as a squirrel is the first to leave footprints in the white, and yes, the tree has caught the slight motion of the breeze.
All for Savanah it seems, my daughter and greatest blessing.
These are my moments, my gifts, as I hear Faith Hill upstairs sing…….just breathe…..
Thank you God.
Written by,
Kellene VanDorn
Double Diamond Leader, and Savanah's mom
www.ourcandleclub.com
Morning has come again and there is a very soft hush, quiet, mellow.
This is always a special time for me. The world is asleep and drifting in the warm embrace of the white blanket that nature has enfolded all in. It is as if even the birds are reluctant to break this moment with sound.
This is a reverent peace honored by even the smallest of lives. There are no footprints in nature’s blanket. The horses stand still, drowsing in place, drifting in their dreams, warm in their winter coats, and yes, they too have been embraced lightly in white.
Even the trees sleep quietly. They carry the caress of white on their branches as well and seem careful not to move in the invitation of a breeze. Reluctant to shrug off the soft embrace with a joining of motion as the breeze says …..wake…..
These are special moments that I cherish for their rareness. A gift, that as I quietly drink my coffee and look out the window watching our small corner of the world sleep, I reflect on the blessing that I am able to stand on both of my legs and with sound mind and body enjoy this peace.
My greatest blessing of all sleeps up stairs, caught in the hush of the morning. This too is rare. She is usually the first to rise and greet the day, always with a smile, no reverence, no thoughts for special moments like this.
She is secure in her faith and her knowledge that every morning and day are wonderful, there is no thought of this, it just is.
I feel that familiar tightness in my throat, and wipe at the wetness on my face as I once again am awed at the enormity of the gift I have been given. And once again I am humbled.
I begin to hear movement above me, and yes,….there goes the radio. As music drifts through the levels of the house to me, I glance once more at the white peace outside that was so fleeting, and smile.
I have someone else to share the morning with now. I will go upstairs and help her dress, then put her in her wheelchair to look out the window with me, to watch as the world comes awake and shrugs off it’s drowsiness.
It is morning, Savanah is awake and it is as if her waking is a signal to all the little lives outside, for all are shrugging off their white blanket now.
There is a bluejay, watching as a squirrel is the first to leave footprints in the white, and yes, the tree has caught the slight motion of the breeze.
All for Savanah it seems, my daughter and greatest blessing.
These are my moments, my gifts, as I hear Faith Hill upstairs sing…….just breathe…..
Thank you God.
Written by,
Kellene VanDorn
Double Diamond Leader, and Savanah's mom
www.ourcandleclub.com
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