Readers Comments
kindmyst wrote: Beautiful story Blissforgive, very profound in many ways. Merry Christmas to you and your family.
splain wrote: Another really good, learning Christmas story. we all have made mistakes and this mother finally was able to say how sorry she was for what had happened. A genuine sorry goes a long way to healing hurt.
Rajni wrote: Very nice story. Festivals are to enjoy and not to burden us with dirty dishes or January bills. People follow traditions and forget the essence of the it. Christmas is said to be season of giving. It is not the physical gifts we give, love, time and our kind thoughts, speech, words that is most important in giving. Thanks for sharing.
RoseMarie wrote: Beautiful story, x 💓
leoladyc728 wrote: so glad you and your mom made up.blessings
soon wrote: Trust
Oh we've got to trust
One another again
In some essentials.
Not the narrow little
Bargaining trust
That says: i'm for you
If you'll be for me. -
But a bigger trust,
A trust of the sun
That does not bother
About moth and rust,
And we see it shining
In one another.
Oh don't you trust me,
Don't burden me
With your life and affairs; don't
Thrust me
Into your cares.
But i think you may trust
The sun in me
That glows with just
As much glow as you see
In me, and no more.
But if it warms
Your heart's quick core
Why then trust it, it forms
One faithfulness more.
And be, oh be
A sun to me,
Not a weary, insistent
Personality
But a sun that shines
And goes dark, but shines
Again and entwines
With the sunshine in me
Till we both of us
Are more glorious
And more sunny
Oh we've got to trust
One another again
In some essentials.
Not the narrow little
Bargaining trust
That says: i'm for you
If you'll be for me. -
But a bigger trust,
A trust of the sun
That does not bother
About moth and rust,
And we see it shining
In one another.
Oh don't you trust me,
Don't burden me
With your life and affairs; don't
Thrust me
Into your cares.
But i think you may trust
The sun in me
That glows with just
As much glow as you see
In me, and no more.
But if it warms
Your heart's quick core
Why then trust it, it forms
One faithfulness more.
And be, oh be
A sun to me,
Not a weary, insistent
Personality
But a sun that shines
And goes dark, but shines
Again and entwines
With the sunshine in me
Till we both of us
Are more glorious
And more sunny