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WRITE 2 THE HEART
Stories that are aimed "Write 2 The Heart"
June 6, 2001 Volume 1, Issue 21
Cheryl Speir, Editor, moderator@write2theheart.com
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Gale wrote this for a friend and thought that since so many of us are
going through this, she would share it with us. Don't forget to
check out Gale on our writer's profile page on the Write 2 The
Heart web site. You can also find her past work in the archives.
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Trying Their Wings
By: Gale Stevens
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As this time of graduation draws near, I know that it can be a
hard time for many parents. The young birds are leaving the nest
to try their wings. For many parents, this is a time of sadness
and loss. I don't think it should be. These baby birds are
going to use the wings that YOU helped them grow. They are going
out to do what you have spent all these years preparing them to
do.
Take pride in your baby birds. YOU have done a good job. YOU
have taught them confidence. YOU have given them the courage to
spread the wings that you helped them grow.
Don't be sad. Take delight in the soaring of your bird. They
wouldn't know how if you hadn't done such a great job. Remember
when they soar truly high, that's YOUR bird. YOU have every
right to be proud. They might still need a push ever now and
then, but you will be there to lend a hand.
Remember the day you left to spread YOUR wings? How excited you
were? How much wonder and awe filled your heart? Remember those
things and know that your baby bird is feeling them too.
This may be the hardest part of being a parent. The letting go
is never easy. But, it is worth it, though. Just wait and see.
You will probably be amazed at how well those wings work. What
greater gift can a parent give a child than to know when its time
to let him go and watch him fly?
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I'm Letting You Go
By: Gale Stevens
I'm letting you go to watch you fly
Yet part of me still wants to cry
For all the good times we have had
For all the times we got through the bad
There will forever be a strong link
And I don't ever want you to think
That you are all alone in this journey
All you ever have to do is call on me
I will always be there for you
No matter what you may go through
Remember that there is one that loves you
No matter where you go or what you do
All you have to do is pick up a phone
And I will try to help you fix what is wrong
So, even though part of me wants to cry
I am letting you go, and I know you will fly
Gale Stevens
Galetexasbelle @ cs.com
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Gale is a single mother of two daughters, living in Texas. She
has found through God's grace that He has given her the ability
to write. If at some future date the Lord sees fit to let her
earn a living writing, she will be overjoyed. Her work can also
be seen at: Poetry.com (under Wanda Gale Stevens), Weaving Small
Wisdoms (under Gale Stevens), and also at a website, address:
http://www.livin4.com/GransNook/grandma.htm (the poem here is
Grandma's Hands)
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FROM OUR READERS
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I enjoyed the story and everything else.
Pat L
Cheryl,
I wrote this poem when my mother was in the ICU at
Doctors Hospital on January 28, 1995. I know how it
is to lose a loved one, but knowing where they are now helps life
here on earth goes on. I thought you would like to share this
one with others. I feel it will touch the heart. It's all about
letting go, so they can have peace in heaven with Jesus.
Saying Good-Bye
By: Pat Bode
Saying good-bye is hard to do,
But knowing you’re with God helps me too.
Like a baby I don't want you to go,
Fear of helplessness begins to show.
You tried so hard to take care,
Of the loved ones you’re leaving in despair.
You've finally made it to the top,
Your pain and suffering has finally stopped.
You hit that lottery in the sky,
Praise God, you’re alive!
Saying good-bye gets easy each day,
Every time I kneel down to pray.
Letting go is feeling the pain,
I think of you every time it rains.
But the blessings I now receive,
Reminds me to get down on my knees.
For I know saying good-bye will not end,
For I know one day I'll be with you again.
So, when you are about to lose a loved one or a close friend,
it's more important where they will be in the end. Reach out and
let them know you are praying for them. And let them know Jesus
is their friend. Take care and God Bless Love Pat Bode
pbode @ telepak.net
Cool story
Dave
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Cheryl's Corner
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There have been many people out where David works
This means he has had to go in four hours early each day.
Guess who had to drive him in to New Orleans? Yep,
I have been leaving the house at 2 A.M. each morning to
drive him an hour to work and turn around and drive an hour back
home.
It hasn't been to bad, I saw things I would have
missed. Like the electrical storm sitting over Lake
Ponchatrain, throwing ball lightening up into the air and side-
to-side. There were no forks from cloud to ground as I normally
see. It was a spectacular sight!! Especially with a large,
orange, Three-quarter moon on the right side of the bridge while
the storm was happening on the left side.
Sunday, I had a job working at a small shop in the French
Quarter. On the way home that afternoon, I saw an alligator
crossing the same small bridge I was on. He was coming from the
opposite direction. When he saw me, he opened his mouth wide and
turned his head towards me, daring me to get closer to him. He
was only about five feet long. It made me think of a Chihuahua
challenging a Great Dane.
Aaron and Junie had their ultra-sound last week. They could
definitely tell the sex of the baby. Junie said the baby is a
real "ham" and was posing for the technician. Want to make a
guess? In October we will have a brand new baby....I'll tell you
next week! God Bless Cheryl
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