A poster from mom and a slap back to reality

 After really missing my mom and having a good cry with my daughter I looked over into the corner of my bedroom and saw a poster I just recently put up that my mom had given me. I felt like she slapped me in the face and said stop with the pitty party and get living girl. I added my comments in ( ) Here is what the poster says it is by Gail Kittleson:

The Older I Get

The more I notice outrageous beauty ( or just plain beauty)

Of stars and moon against the sky…(especially in the fall)

The softer a baby’s skin feels…(this was so true of Hannah)

The less panicky I am during sleepless nights…(I am not sure this one is true. ha ha)

The less easy answers I have…(sometimes I have no answers)

The hungrier I am for connectedness…(I have always likes to be connected to friends)

The less I know, the more I wonder…(wondering is good, it uses the brain)

The longer I linger in snowfalls…(nothing better than snowflakes on your tongue)

The kinder I am with weakness…( I am going to work on this one)

The more honest I am with myself…(sometimes brutally honest)

The more I understand children’s logic…( love <3 this)

The less rigid I am…( hope this is true)

           The mightier the ocean seems each time I visit…(going to visit one soon)

        The less I wonder how old I’ll be someday…(yep, since I am old. ha ha)

The more hugs I give…(it is easy to hug a 7 yr old, not so easy a 17 yr old)

The gentler I am with myself…(a work in progress)

The less I think of what I think…(go ahead and laugh)

The faster I clean my house…(getting better at this one)

The wiser I long to be…(we all can't be a Solomon)

The more I realize how impatient I’ve always been with life…(always have been)

The more opportunities I see in each day…( this one I need to work on)

The more I think about the miraculous gift Beethoven gave to the world…(ah music!)

The more I play(card games and swings)

The less I think of what others think…(I wish this was true)

                                          The closer I feel to old, old friends...(I know this is true, ah childhood memories of summer nights and fireflies)

The more natural prayer seems…( amen)

The more I enjoy a simple cup of tea...(or a nice glass of wine and a good book)

The hotter I draw my bath water and the longer I lie in it…(showers are great as well)

The longer I listen…(with my whole heart)

The wider berth I give to sorrow in the grand scheme of things…(it seems like it is all around)

The younger in spirit I feel…(especially when I am teaching)

The quieter my inner self becomes…(don't know if I am ever quiet)

The greater my appreciation of harmony…(agreement of any kind is good)

The more time I spend looking at stained glass windows…( <3)

The more comfortable I am with solitude…(actually need it sometimes)

The more I see good coming out of difficulties…(ALL things work together for good.. Phil 4:13)

The more grateful I am to be alive(walking in grace that's for sure)

The more beautiful I am becoming.(I hope this is true but some days I don't feel it)