Remember, Jonathan
I hope you remember the day when I gave you a list of homework that needed to be done before you could play. You did your best until a great wind came along and swept you outside. I could have tethered you down, but instead I let it sweep you outside. The whole neighborhood was outside joyfully relishing the crazy weather. As a child, it must be wonderful to run and become one with the wind. Adults forget these things and lose interest in experiencing "the wild joy of living".
So, remember this day, Jonathan. I hope you will also let your kids run rampant when the wild winds call them.
So, remember this day, Jonathan. I hope you will also let your kids run rampant when the wild winds call them.
1 Comments:
Beautiful, Lela. It brought tears to my eyes. Coincidently, Jonathan just blew by me in the kitchen - on the run from a mad rubber band gunman. Thanks for your lovely words.
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