Tuesday, June 08, 2010

When Words Fail Me

Some days I look at the blank screen before me and words fail me. When this happens, I try to think of some topic that will make my fingers fly off the keyboard. It works for the most part, but there are days, like today, when words fail me.

It's early and most of you are asleep. Being an early riser, I try to make haste to offer as many humorous and hopefully, inspirational words as I can muster for my fans. Both of you.

On the way to mainline coffee, I walk by THE SON'S room and hear the gentle snoring escaping from his beautiful self. That's when I know all is as it should be, and I am blessed.

I don't need a string of words to tell me, or you that life has been, and will be, a good one. I don't need to shove sentences down the public's throat to emphasis living life to the fullest is the only way to live.

What I do need is to sit by the door, listen, and count my blessings.

I need to realize that the tomato plants on my carport may look like giant trees, but I have tomatoes.

I need to realize that my carpet needs cleaning (understatement) but I have softness under my feet.

I need to realize that my waist may need its own zip code, but I have plenty of food to nourish me.

Most of all, I need to realize that the gentle, sweet sounds emitting from the room next door proves to the world that if I died today, he is a testament to my life.

HE says...I mattered.


Anonymous Anonymous said...

Beautifully stated....No smarty pants quips from me on this blog JJ - you've got it right here on the son issue....kind of puts things into perspective too when words fail us. Words don't make us who we are; the people in our lives are reflections of what we are. By the way, your "baby" is a cutie-pie (of course you already knew that!!!!).


9:00 AM  
Blogger Petunia said...

Amen, Sista!
Thank you for the early morning wake up! I had been sitting here with my coffee marveling how my living room has turned into "baby central". I see a jumper, 2 baby car seats, a child's chair, a high chair, toys and more toys, and more. I may be past raising my own darlings but blessings continue when they reproduce!

9:29 AM  
Blogger Queen Jaw Jaw said...

Looks like his mom, right? Thanks Pam and you are so right about them reflecting who we REALLY are and that's what matters most.

9:30 AM  
Blogger Queen Jaw Jaw said...

Thanks Rita, for stopping by and for your comments. Now about that book you're writing...do tell!

9:39 AM  
Blogger Ann and Dennis said...

The sweet side of JJ. Love you, girlfriend.

10:37 AM  
Blogger Lucy Adams said...

Wow! I'm inspired to let go of the little annoyances and enjoy what I have. Thanks for the dose of motivation:)

Lucy Adams, author of If Mama Don't Laugh, It Ain't Funny

10:38 AM  
Blogger Queen Jaw Jaw said...

Thanks Lucy, for dropping by. Peeps, if you haven't read her work, then you are depriving yourself of F-U-N. Nuff said.

10:39 AM  
Blogger Toby said...

Sometimes during the busiest days you need to be stopped short to realize all you have to be thankful for. Two new granddaughters for me, and my cup runneth over. Love your blog, Queenie!

11:10 AM  
Blogger Queen Jaw Jaw said...

Thank you kindly, Toby...and hurry up and finish that book. Your fans are waiting unpatiently!

11:20 AM  
Blogger Edelweiss said...

Give your handsome son big hugs from me for making his Mommy so happy.

When Mommy is happy; we are all happy.

From your looooooong time fan. By the way, am I number one or two?

Smiling atcha from over the pond!

1:12 PM  
Anonymous Marsha Mellow said...

Awww. Sweet.

Funny how something like snoring can make your whole day, isn't it? Thanks for reminding us of what's truly important in this life. (As you are well aware, I can relate to the dirty carpet.)

Your son's good lookin'. Too bad I'm not forty years younger . . .

4:32 PM  
Blogger Denise Jeffries. said...

The sweet sound of snoring. Yes, what a blessing. Sometimes we get so wrapped up in the 'things' we think we need to do that we forget the things we 'really need to do.' like sit back and listen to the sounds around us. Good for you. and great blog.

7:17 PM  
Blogger Robin said...

Okay I have tears in my eyes... Are you happy now? You made me cry with your beautiful words about your beautiful son. :) Thanks, I needed that.

9:56 PM  
Blogger Queen Jaw Jaw said...

Angelika, hun...you're ALWAYS number uno in my book!

Marsha, Good thing he isn't 40 years older...I'd be dead. Thanks for stopping by!

Denise you are so right. As my good friend Christine Louise Hohlbaum says, there is power in the slow.

Robin you came, you saw, you thought of your sons, am I right? Nutin' like um, is there?

6:57 AM  
Blogger Chatty Lady said...

Queen Georgia, only a mother who has a heart the size of yours would see life in such a sweet way. With you the glass is always half FULL! I also want everyone to know how much you are loved by other women who know you, who admire your humor, your candor and the examples you give to us all. I am proud to call you friend...

5:34 PM  
Blogger Queen Jaw Jaw said...

Chatty...WOW...I'm bowl over by your sweet words. Back at ya, Hun. Love you to pieces!

2:25 PM  

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