fragile is a heart inside the chest of a child
birds and butterflies tread entwining gifts there too
soft young skin shivers as melancholy air covers him with blue
stitches of memories stretching out in hope
frozen between three snowflakes watching lady time
blue jays singing notes of love as church bells blissfully chime
aromatic petals on a golden stem, a fresh birth
words drift like honey from babes’ souls as they pray
colors soft like cotton candy spinning thankful for life this day
Dear community, I can’t thank all of you enough. My heart is grateful for the gifts you have shared with me—your talents, kindness, spiritual posts, and so much more. You have embraced me, and I feel special because of that. Amongst all the tragic events of this year, my family and this community have been a glue that has helped hold me emotionally, faithfully, and inspirationally together.
Many of you already know about my three beautiful grandchildren. I love them so much, and of course, I love their mom and dad. I couldn’t be more proud of them. They are thoughtful, prayerful, and kind individuals with whom I got to visit this Thanksgiving.
I pray for blessings and thankfulness for my family and yours this next year. May we be grateful for the roof over our heads, the food in our stomachs, safe water to drink, clean air that we breathe, our health, and those we have to love and support us – family.
Please remember that it is an estimation that approximately only one child out of three has safe water to drink this New Year. Many live in make-shift huts if they are lucky enough to have cover and sleep on dirt floors. Children die every day in our world from starvation. So let us all be grateful we have the tools to connect to others who have nothing but their cell phones, a tiny little solar charge, and barely enough food to survive. I know this – I have seen it for myself, and it is a blessing to connect to these sisters and brothers of ours around this world. Love Joni