One day I got an email from a beloved friend, and after I read it I agreed to write something for her:
Hi Linda,
This video came my way this morning and the message made me think of
you. YOU do this–see through the eyes of others–better than anyone
else I know.
Maybe you can put it in a blog?
Mary
It was barely eight in the morning when I began to watch the video, and by 8:05 I was in tears. Mary was right that it was right up my alley, but how could I do it justice? Are words enough?
An author or writer is defined as “the person who originates or gives existence to anything” and that authorship determines responsibility for what is created.
Word : A sound or a combination of sounds, or its representation in writing or printing, that symbolizes and communicates a meaning and may consist of a single morpheme or of a combination of morphemes.
“The person who originates or gives existence to anything.”
I like that meaning, and it feels like literary comfort food to me. Poor grammar, bad spelling, or what have you, we always give them existence no matter what the end of the result might be. Some words are ridiculous, but sometimes they make your day. Some words are bizarre, or eclectic, and they might give you the shivers– but they all have meaning.
Some words make you laugh, and wonder what kind of person created them. What mood were they in? Who were they?Words of love can be written on rocks, paper, or even stepped upon everyday.
Some words make you very emotional, like the words “I Love Steph” were words written by my youngest son eight years before he married his wife on a rock 25 miles from my home on the road to Packenham, Ontario. I had no idea they were there,and the words made me cry and fill with emotion when I encountered them by accident.
But what do I write for Mary? Will my words be enough to express how I felt after watching that video?
Dear Mary,
After watching that video I wish everyone could understand that we may all look and think differently, but our hearts beat the same. Each one of us has had painful days and been comforted by family and even strangers – so why is it so hard to reach out and be kind? We all need to stop, take a moment, and be thankful for each and every second we live, and not take things for granted. How we personally respond can actually make a difference in someones life– how powerful is that? Stop assuming tomorrow will be there– as every single day is a gift. Choose your words wisely! Remember that every single person matters.
Thank you for sending me the video,
Love you Mary!
Linda
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