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A Day of Gratitude

A Day of Gratitude

I received many calls today and appreciated every one. They weren’t the everyday calls. My Blackberry was extra active today with notifications too.  FB messages and texts messages kept my hip tingled with vibrations. That’s were Blackberry users generally keep them, on their hip.

These calls come once a year, and some years, the calls and messages are more than others, and some years, they are less. However, the core of callers and message senders are counted as they come in, like roll call in school, I look forward to them and count their presence.

Many of the callers, asked what would I be doing today, anything special? I responded ” Ah,  nothing special… just another day in the calender.” For as much I said it, I did not realize how far from the truth I was actually speaking. I was doing something very special, and had not realized it until asked, “How old are you now?”

My response is the same every year, “25, That’s my story and I am sticking to it.”You see,  I believe age is a state of mind and you are as old or young as you want to be, in mind and spirit, but be not decieved, your body may disagree.

However, the question gave me pause, and a reason to reflect on skelzies and bottle tops, baseball and football played on the same field, watching girls jump double dutch as the grew up from jax and hopscotch, records called 45’s and 12 inch cuts, and neighbors who cared and would whip your butt, if you dared to err in their presence.

I reflected on AJ’s and Playboys, Converse and Pro Keds, Cortefields and Peacoats, summer nights in a ghetto project that looked like the UN, to name a few, but most of all, I reflected on, you, my family and friends.

Today was a quiet day, a time to slow down and reflect. It wasn’t a day for wants and desires and to entertain vanity. Today was a day to count my blessings, and in each one of you, who, left a well wish on Facebook, or made time in their day to stop and call or send a BBM, text message or card, you, you are the cherries on my blessings, the sweetness that makes it all the more better. Many of our relationships date as far back as first grade, and those of who know, back to diapers, whether they’re yours or mine. You are a constant reminder of the love that fills my life, and I am grateful to have been a part of yours. To all of you, Thank you.

2 Comments

  • Anna Marie Bishop Woods

    July 24, 2011 AT 11 am

    Well my friend I am glad to be one of the cherries on your cake! (smile!) Thank you for that and Your Welcome Very Much!!!!

  • Anna Marie Bishop Woods

    July 24, 2011 AT 11 am

    I am glad that I am one of the cherries on your blessings. Thank you for that and You Are Very Welcome!!!! Peace!!!!!

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