I seldom write a post like this, but this week I have been deeply touched by the tribute this man wrote to his wife. I don't know Marija, I have never read her blog, I only know about her because of French Kissed's blog who mentioned her.
I didn't post a picture of Marija because it just felt like thievery....you will just have to go see her blog and see what a beautiful person she is.
This week, a 3 year old toddler drowned in the little city next to ours. Her parents went to school with my daughter. It's times like these I want to scream at the top of my lungs to the world....." CAN WE ALL JUST SIT DOWN, BE QUIET AND BE NICE TO EACH OTHER?" Life is so short.
I am reminded of the poem:
All I Really Need To Know I Learned In Kindergarten
by Robert Fulghum
Most of what I really need
To know about how to live
And what to do and how to be
I learned in kindergarten.
Wisdom was not at the top
Of the graduate school mountain,
But there in the sandpile at Sunday school.
These are the things I learned:
Don't hit people.
Put things back where you found them.
Clean up your own mess.
Don't take things that aren't yours.
Say you're sorry when you hurt somebody.
Wash your hands before you eat.
Warm cookies and cold milk are good for you.
Live a balanced life -Learn some and think some
And draw and paint and sing and dance
And play and work everyday some.
Take a nap every afternoon.
When you go out into the world,
Watch out for traffic,
Hold hands and stick together.
Be aware of wonder.
Be still, and know that I am God.
This is what comforts me.