Category: Community

First Christmas Letter

Karl and I sponsor a child with Compassion International. He is four years old and lives with his family in Mexico. We received a form to write a Christmas letter, to add to our gift online. This week we wrote a short note, to say Merry Christmas to the child and his family. Translation takes time, and then the delivery of letters.

We also correspond through email at Compassion International. We have worked with them for years, and have also sponsored children in Kenya and Peru. It is also possible to help without being a sponsor. Their commitment is to make sure every child in their program receives a Christmas gift, whether or not they have a sponsor.

I am also thinking a lot about veterans, including my father and others in our families.

errands

we forgot
the shopping list
and between
the two of us
remembered
almost everything

new growth
on blue spruce trees
Walmart parking lot

June Garden 2021

Karl and I enjoyed some sunny time in the yard. He planted the lily plants from Meijers in Sheboygan, the red geranium from Windmill Gardens in Cedar Grove, and the hyacinth plant from Walmart this Spring. On the porch we have a new begonia planter from The Home Depot in Kohler, and a pansies planter from Walmart in Sheboygan.

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Memory and Hope

As Karl and I walked yesterday, we remembered neighbors who lived here when we bought our home a long time ago. What an honor to have met them. So often, when I read an obituary, there is a story of service and sacrifice. Their humility and kindness. My father was like that too. Veterans who lived to return home. And others who worked and served here. One of my uncles worked on the railroad. My mother was a teacher.

Everyone is needed and important.

And I remember this old poem.

ancient lilacs
cover the graves
Memorial Day

Published in SMILE (edited/published by Joyce M. Johnson); and Humoresque (for the United Amateur Press Association of America, edited/published by Jean Calkins).

And reprinted here first on May 26, 2010.

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“heart with hope”

Deep calleth unto deep *
filling my heart with hope
greater than my mind

* The first line of this poem is from Psalm 42: 7 (KJV).

cold – yet from this ground
daffodils will grow
again

I posted these poems at Grief And Acceptance yesterday.

healthy food
for Christmas
at our kitchen table
and red carnations
by the window

holiday drives
and gift books
to libraries
collages of colors
and hope

Quiet Christmas Poetry – I have thought of many ideas for a new book, which I postponed to 2021. I still enjoy sharing this large print chapbook, and may repeat the idea for future books, Lord willing.

In their own way, and from their own traditions and art, it seems people are being especially creative and hopeful, as we have a different holiday season this year. I am beginning to get a sense of the community art as a collage or mixed-media painting. Whether a grand display, a few lights, or a porch light – all works together. I also like seeing gardens fade to winter, with hope for spring.

Art on blogs adds so much as well.

Take good care. One day at a time.

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