While strolling along, in this earthly life, I have had the privilege of having varying people touch my heart; and by doing so, guide my character. Some of these special folks are finished with this side of the ‘dust-o-the-earth’ and are probably sparkling much brighter from beyond than our dingy, planet bound, perspective allows us to acknowledge. This post is NOT paying homage to them.
I have also been influenced by the fortitude and experiences of a few characters in life I have never met, but admired for one reason or another. They will also NOT be considered in this particular writing.
This writing, or blog post, is specifically dedicated to those still present with me (though not necessarily close in proximity). The idea to honor a few people, via Bentrivka.com, came to me in my 3′ x 3′ encapsulated think tank just this morning–otherwise known as my shower. My shower is a place I tend to listen, reflect, and converse with either myself or G-d Almighty. And sometimes I merely bathe.
At any rate, the following compilation will, hopefully by the time I finish, be in alphabetical order, so not a one will feel compelled to be slighted by their positioning on the list. 😉
- Aunt Marge– She gives me the gift of encouraging words and a welcoming presence. Every time I see her, she offers up the same praises as she has done before. Her praises always encourage, her smile reassures me I am welcome, and her patience with me seems to convey the idea that ‘I matter’. She is a model of the best kind of cheerleader.
- Leah– She continues to be the model of familial devotion. Her example has held me to the task in even my most toughest challenges.
- Momma A– She is like Switzerland during WWII, neutral. Her ability to offer neutrality to her family and, in some cases friends, resonates within me when I want to take sides and settle a score.
- Nonnie– I have never met another who extends the gift of including others more than her. With Nonnie, every one is welcome. This standard I long to possess naturally, though I am sad to say I don’t. But through her influence I know how to maneuver my actions toward this direction.
- Teresita– Her gift to me has been her unwavering faith. An example was offered in my youth, though remains a source of inspiration for me to this day.
- Zia Kafrin– Her ongoing gift to me is the manner in which she shows unconditional love and acceptance toward others. She has modeled patience and mercy when frustration and indignation could have been an acceptable choice.
I wrote the above post on January 31, 2013, which happened to be my birthday and also happened to be a very, very bad day. The month that followed showed little improvement. However, I have been given reprieve in March and am moving ever closer to a sense of consistent normalcy (consistency is key and normalcy subjective).
I actually intended to scrap this particular writing because I felt it too risky a concept (lest I forget to list a deserving soul and because allocating one attribute to each person is too hard to do–heroes are multifaceted people!). However, I have decided to publish it INCOMPLETE as tribute to my Aunt Marge who was living back in January, though is now home in Heaven. As I prepare to travel north this coming weekend to attend her memorial, I couldn’t bring myself to trash the list that she had, previous to her passing, made it on. It just didn’t feel right.
And though I previously considered the list too risky, under this new banner my previous trepidations are quelled.
I love you Aunt Marge…this one’s for you! xoxo