Each and every day
At times this can be helping others
Or just going out in nature to play
See how easy it is to be happy
It is all part of the holidays
Give when a hand is in front of you
Help out in any way
And be happy like me
Each and every day.
I am back to sharing a prairie story, my 50th , a golden moment. The present time is in the 1880's, the "wilderness" has been tamed a bit, and towns are growing. I left you with two friends finding feelings deeper with years of knowing each other. A painful twist in a tale that has perhaps happened over and over again. Even today we give up too easy and don't ride out the storm in relationships. Two sisters have joined forces to continue the struggle and maintain a farm. One of the original homes has been a host for numerous families all getting a start in new lives. A collection of plants has been taken into a new city and shared by many. One of the things that kept the life going out on the prairie was strength in families and friends, all helping each other along. We all came from different cultures and backgrounds to form a strength to be shared for eternity.
It was their granddaughters fifteenth birthday, her ascension into adulthood. They drove past their old home and thought of a thousand memories. Getting out, they walked holding hands down along the stream, on paths their entire family had walked on. Fairies welcomed them back and the stream shared its gentle wisdom. She gathered some flowers to share at the family gathering, attentively smelling them on the rest of the ride.
Coming into the newest of family homes made him feel stronger. He had worked for the original owners before he worked on the railroad. They had been an extended part of his family and shared many happy moments. The yard had piñatas and huge crepe flowers hanging from all the trees. Colorful garlands and streamers hung on the house. It was to be a wonderful day. The sun came from behind a cloud and smiled down on them.
When his granddaughter ascended the stairs she reminded him of when he met his wife and how close the two resembled each other. He looked at his wife with blurry eyes and told he loved her. She grabbed hold of him and their souls soared touching everyone’s spirit that was there. The strength in this union was shared out over the prairie and into the stars. They both shared tears of happiness and he told her what he felt when he saw their granddaughter, and she threw back her head laughing for she too was thinking the same thought at the very same moment.
The food arrived continually and gaiety spread across the yard as everyone started dancing to a small band. They celebrated birth and family traditions with this celebration. When a huge tiered cake came out fireworks were set off all around. The sun was beginning to set and he was asked to tell their family story. He told of his parents and ascended down the ladder elaborating on the most wonderful moments he could remember about each relative. When he began with all present at the party, he made a few people blush and was awarded a lot of hugs, kisses and praise. This story was carried off on a gentle prairie breeze, reminding all how wonderful it is to love.