Carrot Time

I love the early morning. It is a peaceful time. I have a routine that I follow most everyday. Make Coffee, feed the cats, empty the litter box, take my wife coffee, get the paper, make the bed and feed the bunnies. Notice that coffee comes first.

There have always been bunnies in our yard. From the day we moved in, I was determined to become their friend. So I began to feed them. I buy carrots in bulk and cut up about 2 or 3 a day. I would throw a few out there and watch from a distance as they would come up and feed. They cautiously approached waiting for me to leave before they would feast. Eventually, they would feed as I stood there. Now some mornings they are sitting in the feeding area waiting. I can hear their minds thinking and wondering, "Is that guy with the carrots coming today?".

It has taken quite a while, but it is a joy just to stand there and watch them feed.
This is a simple joy in my life and an opportunity to share. I am sure they won't go hungry, but I have the capacity to give and to share, so it is the right thing to do. Not so different in our daily lives.

We all have capacity to share. We all have gifts or talents whatever they may be. It may be just a smile. It might be just a hug or kind word. It is our capacity to share and ability to do so that we must act upon. You never know what affect your gift of sharing may be. It could be the light in some one's life that they need that day.

"Love only grows by sharing. You can only have more for yourself by giving it away to others" Brian Tracy


I encourage you to make the effort, take the opportunity to share. Light up some one's life.

Frosted

This evening I witnessed something that as my dad would have said, "Frosts my Ass".

We were at dinner at our favorite sports bar watching the games. At the next table a mother sitting on the inside of the booth asked her probably 14 year old son sitting on the outside, "Would you get me some mustard?" and handed him the empty bottle. He looked at her with that teenage inconvenienced look. The boy got up out of his seat and motioned for the mother to get up and get it herself.

Excuse me. Is this really happening? What is wrong with this picture?

The husband sitting on the outside of the opposite side of the booth gets up and yes you guessed it, starts to go retrieve some mustard. I had my wife hand me our mustard and held it our for him. He took it and went back to his seat. Of course no acknowledgement, from the husband or any inhabitants of the aforementioned booth.

There are a number of things wrong with this picture.

1) They boy should have gotten the mustard
2) The husband shouldn't have
3) The boy doesn't understand who is buttering his toast everyday

This was one of those times that you want to put your hand on this boy's shoulder and say "Son, let me explain something to you"

1) She is your mother and will be forever
2) Your mother and I brought you into this world and can take you out.
3) There will be a day when you need her assistance for something far more important than mustard.
4) When that day arises (see #3) she will probably help you out without question.
5) Now go get the mustard

I can say I was not a perfect child, but understood that mom was to be respected, honored and obeyed without question.

I was blessed by two loving and great parents, who left me with many great lessons about life, love and being a good person.

My father left this life way too early at 52 years old. Those we love can be gone in an instant leaving us with regrets for the things we did and did not do while they were around.

I hope this young man realizes who is his champion,who will be the first in line when he needs assistance and finds the respect and love for her very very soon.

Thanks Mom. Thanks Dad

I love you