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Beautiful column this week, keep up the writing and sharing please.
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Points2Ponder
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| "In memory of Aunt Ciria- Awesome Dawson does her favorite thing!” |
Points2Ponder
By Alan P.
Scaglone
Who knew?
Who knew all it would take to surprise an eight year old little boy
would be…
Getting up at 4am, driving 40 miles,
getting lost, turning around and arriving 5 minutes late…
Just to see him take off on his very
FIRST Air Balloon ride!
And all it took was… getting up at 4am
on a Sunday morning!
Yeh, you’re right!
IT DID take a lot!
POINTS2PONDER
Why do we assume that the best presents are
presents? Sometimes, the BEST presents are PRESENCE!
I tried to get my wife to get up with
me.
I did everything—“Come on, it will be
a cool memory we can make together!”
That didn’t work!
Then I tried “It’s for Dawson—he will
be so surprised that we showed up!”
She wasn’t budging.
So finally, I said, as I kissed her
goodnight, “Sure would be a wonderful “Just Because I love you” present IF you
surprised me and got up in the morning!”
Nothing.
Still had hope!
I have this weird thing about me—I
have NEVER used an alarm clock. Never EVER!
My body just knows—when to get up,
even when it’s NOT the usual time I get up, like say…. 4am??
And sometimes, it allows me some
snooze time… waking up 5 minutes before I have to get up.
So…at 3:55am, my eyes opened, I looked
at the clock, rolled over, looked at my wife—She was still sleeping.
I thought, “she knows, she has to get
up at 4am, so…she set her alarm clock for 4…I will wait and see… she might
surprise me!
3:59am… one minute ‘til her alarm goes
off!
My wife lives by an alarm…every
morning, it goes off, she hits it, she sleeps through the first snooze, then
the 2nd snooze…finally getting up for the 3rd snooze!
So…I waited…4am comes….and goes!
No alarm. She is NOT getting up.
But, I did!
When I walked up, Dawson’s Nana saw me
and pointed to where he was.
I walked up and said, “Dawson, this is
gonna be so much fun!”
His EYES got as large as saucers and
he said “You came to the balloon ride!”
I told him “Where else would I be when you are taking your very first air balloon
ride?”
He smiled ear to ear.
We talked about school; we talked
about his recent fishing trip to Montana—he caught 36 fish, per his
recollection.
We talked about girlfriends—he
giggled. Said he had an old girlfriend. The boy is 8 and he has an OLD
girlfriend?
He was sitting in the van to go on the
ride, and he said, “Will you sit next to me?”
I had to tell him that I wasn’t going
on the balloon ride with him-- I just came to see him off and cheer him on.
He was disappointed-- and then kept
talking about his new fishing lures.
He loves to fish—like his Dad! He told
me “Dad knows how to use all of these lures, and he’s teaching me!”
He grinned talking about his Dad.
We got to the site and watched the air
balloon being assembled. It was awesome!
Dawson got to help—he loved that.
Then came the “FIRE”—he was NOT
expecting that.
He looked at me and said, “I’m scared!
I don’t want to go on that!”
I said, “Come on, you just flew to Montana
on a plane to catch 36 fish—this is nothing!”
He looked at me, looked at the big red
balloon, looked back at me…and smiled…nervous smile.
They climbed in—Dawson, Nana, Mom and
Papa!
Oh yeh—Aunt Ciria was there in spirit!
And I yelled out “You’re not in Kansas
anymore!”
I had to say it—come on? I just had
to!
And Awesome Dawson was off to
celebrate his Nonni’s one year passing!
What a way to go!!!
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Sunday, September 2, 2012
I'm Just Saying
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| “Aunt Ciria and her Awesome Dawson!” |
“I’m
Just Sayin’”
by Alan P. Scaglione
What a difference a year makes…
It’s been a
year since my Aunt Ciria left us.
Seems like
yesterday, and yet… seems like a lifetime ago.
Every time I
see a cardinal, I think of her.
That was her
favorite bird—
I saw a
whole family, 4 of them, including 2 chicks, in my yard last weekend.
I thought “let
me call Aunt Ciria to tell her.”
Then I
remembered… can’t call her anymore. She’s not here—she’s gone.
A few weeks
ago… I would have called her for another reason.
It was my
mom’s birthday—her sister.
She and I
always talked on my mom’s birthday.
We would say
how we couldn’t believe Mama’s been gone so long.
We would comment
on how old she would have been.
We would say
how much she has missed.
We would say
Mama’s line “Life is for the living—don’t waste it on the dead!”
We would
laugh, we would cry… and we would just be silent, for a few moments!
This
year…didn’t have anyone to fill in for Aunt Ciria.
Just not the
same to do it alone… so, I just did the crying… alone.
Funny how
life really does go on… after someone’s gone.
The Olympics
was her thing—every time, she was glued to the TV.
She missed
it this year—she would have loved watching Michael Phelps and Gabby Douglas and
Missy Franklin.
She would
have asked about Oscar Postarius—the runner with the cheetah legs.
She would
have marveled at the Royal Family—especially the Queen “flying” into the
opening ceremonies.
And her family—
She would
have called me about Fisher walking and talking and that beautiful smile of
his.
She would
have called me about her Awesome Dawson flying out to Montana to be with her
brother.
She would
have laughed at the picture of Dawson kissing all 36 of the fish he caught
while there!
She would
have chuckled that two attempts have been made to go up in an air balloon—both
cancelled at the last minute due to weather.
She would
have commented on the RNC coming to town—she read every page of our local
newspaper, every day!
She would
have commented on the increase in local revenue even IF she would not have been
happy that “they” were all coming to town!
She would
have worried about her daughter having to drive through all of that traffic all
week long—all caused by republicans!
Just so much
has happened in a year!
She probably
knows this, but…
Everyone
misses her laughter, her Wendy’s frosty requests, and her beautiful cards,
filled with the prettiest handwriting.
Her
grandsons are doing well; Dawson just started back to both school and scouts,
and her daughter is making it home safely every night
Even WITH
the republicans being in town for a week.
And about
that balloon ride? We are trying
it one more time this morning—just because she loved her Air Balloons!
The Bible
tells us in Psalm 116:15 “Precious
in the sight of the Lord is the death of one of His saints!”
I know that
it’s also been a year for her to be with Jesus – something she longed for,
talked about and hoped for.
I also
know—What Jesus wants, Jesus gets!
He wanted
her… and after 80 wonderful years, sharing her life with us, she has now had 1
heavenly year, sharing eternity with HIM!
She was
precious to us…now she is precious to Him.
I have no
regrets… I spent time with her, I talked to her, I listened to her, I
respected, honored and loved her—she was my second mother!
I took her a
Wendy’s Frosty almost every time; there were times she would tell me, “Not this
time, I still have one in the freezer!”
The last one
I took her was finally thrown away—her daughter left it in the freezer for
awhile – Just in case… hey, you never know?
But today, I
feel like having one—Just for her!
Until Next Time
I’m Just Sayin’…
Brother “A”
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