It's been a hard year. We have had to adjust to our son,his wife and our only Grandson moving to Dubai. We have missed them all so much. But, it has been such a joy to know they have been so happy there this last year. I am not dwelling on William's accident. He is up and about now,and like all little ones it will soon be forgotten if it has not been already.I have been full of admiration for my son as he moved with his family so far away. He started a new job in a new land in a very different environment. His happiness has shone through and he considers it to have been one of the best years of his life.I have equally been full of admiration for my daughter in law. She lived very nearby her Mum and Dad in North Devon and had never really travelled before. She gave up a part time job she loved and has supported my son every step of the way. She has written some wonderful posts about her life in Dubai. She has spent precious time with WIliam helping him develop and adjust. She has as always crafted,read and found peace.As for William. Well, again like all young children he has adapted and loves his life in the sun. He can swim every day. He has made lovely little friends and already experienced things that some children never do. The travelling in itself. The sands of the desert. The wondrous sights of Dubai. Unusual foods and experiencing different cultures and people.As parents all you want for your children is for them to be happy and well. To be the best people they can. To watch them develop into caring,responsible adults. And they have done all these things and a lot more. We have missed them more than they will ever know and that's how it should be. A friend asked me if I had read the words of the prophet Kahlil Gibran. I had not but looked up his works and the particular passage she was wanting me to read about parents, children and life. Have you read it?
by Kahlil Gibran
Your children are not your children.
They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself.
They come through you but not from you,
And though they are with you, yet they belong not to you.
You may give them your love but not your thoughts.
For they have their own thoughts.
You may house their bodies but not their souls,
For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow,
which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.
You may strive to be like them, but seek not to make them like you.
For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.
You are the bows from which your children as living arrows are sent forth.
The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite,
and He bends you with His might that His arrows may go swift and far.
Let your bending in the archer's hand be for gladness;
For even as He loves the arrow that flies,
so He loves also the bow that is stable.
I have read these words again and again. I have striven to really accept them as a real truth. I have read them in the context of my son ,his family and their new life. They are wise words. They are moving words . They are poignant words and I believe they are truthful words. A little long for a Mantra but not to long to remember the belief.
Tomorrow our son and his family come home again for a holiday and I am determined to try and enjoy every minute with them. I do not want this time tinged with regrets that they soon have to leave us again.
It is by saying goodbye that we meet.
It is by letting go we receive.
Its by by unconditionally accepting we gain love .
My words and ones I need to hold onto as firmly as Gibrans'.
For all my lovely followers here at Chalky's . I really do thank you for all your words of support over this last year. The kindness,understanding and empathy you have all shown has helped me more than you may know.