Coffee Talk Women

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It’s beginning to look a lot like Christmas! Jesus is the reason for our season of celebration! “ For unto to us a baby is born…” I highly recommend listening to this beautiful song, “A baby changes everything” by Faith Hill. COFFEE TALJ CHRISTMAS BIRTHDAY PARTY FOR Jesus is 12/09 at 9 :00 am 😉 then we’re going Christmas Caroling at SR living! I adore our older generation! They are full of love, wisdom, strength, and courage! Go make it a great day! God loves you, if you don’t think so, open your Bible and read it! Luke is a great book❤️

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Gillian is a seven-year-old girl who cannot sit in school.

She continually gets up, gets distracted, flies with thoughts, and doesn't follow lessons.

Her teachers worry about her, punish her, scold her, reward the few times that she is attentive, but nothing.

Gillian does not know how to sit and cannot be attentive.

When she comes home, her mother punishes her too.

So not only does she Gillian have bad grades and punishment at school, but she also suffers from them at home.

One day, Gillian's mother is called to school.

The lady, sad as someone waiting for bad news, takes her hand and goes to the interview room.

The teachers speak of illness, of an obvious disorder.

Maybe it's hyperactivity or maybe she needs a medication.

During the interview an old teacher arrives who knows the little girl.

He asks all the adults, mother and colleagues, to follow him into an adjoining room from where she can still be seen.

As he leaves, he tells Gillian that they will be back soon and turns on an old radio with music.

As the girl is alone in the room, she immediately gets up and begins to move up and down chasing the music in the air with her feet and her heart.

The teacher smiles as the colleagues and the mother look at him between confusion and compassion, as is often done with the old.

So he says: "See? Gillian is not sick, Gillian is a dancer!"

He recommends that her mother take her to a dance class and that her colleagues make her dance from time to time.

She attends her first lesson and when she gets home she tells her mother: "Everyone is like me, no one can sit there!"

In 1981, after a career as a dancer, opening her own dance academy and receiving international recognition for her art, Gillian Lynne became the choreographer of the musical "Cats."

Hopefully, all “different” children find adults capable of welcoming them for who they are and not for what they lack.

Long live the differences, the little black sheep and the misunderstood.

They are the ones who create beauty in this world

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I WISH YOU ENOUGH!
Recently, I overheard a Mother and Daughter in their last moments together at the airport as the Daughter's departure had been announced. Standing near the security gate, they hugged and the Mother said:
"I love you and I wish you enough."
The Daughter replied, "Mom, our life together has been more than enough. Your love is all I ever needed. I wish you enough, too, Mom." They kissed and the Daughter left.
The Mother walked over to the window where I sat. Standing there, I could see she wanted and needed to cry.

I tried not to intrude on her privacy but she welcomed me in by asking, "Did you ever say Good-Bye to someone knowing it would be forever?" "Yes, I have," I replied. "Forgive me for asking but why is this a forever Good-Bye?"
"I am old and she lives so far away. I have challenges ahead and the reality is the next trip back will be for my funeral," she said.
When you were saying Good-Bye, I heard you say, "I wish you enough." May I ask what that means?"
She began to smile. "That's a wish that has been handed down from other generations. My parents used to say it to everyone." She paused a moment and looked up as if trying to remember it in detail and she smiled even more.

"When we said 'I wish you enough' we were wanting the other person to have a life filled with just enough good things to sustain them". Then turning toward me, she shared the following, reciting it from memory,
"I wish you enough sun to keep your attitude bright.
I wish you enough rain to appreciate the sun more.
I wish you enough happiness to keep your spirit alive.
I wish you enough pain so that the smallest joys in life appear much bigger.
I wish you enough gain to satisfy your wanting.
I wish you enough loss to appreciate all that you possess.
I wish you enough hellos to get you through the final good-bye."
She then began to cry and walked away.
They say it takes a minute to find a special person. An hour to appreciate them. A day to love them. And an entire life to forget them.

Author: Bob Perks

Photo: Donna Krech