A Place To Run

Today is GRATI-TUESDAY. An idea I got off of a blog of someone special that is no longer with us. I have decided that for the rest of June, I am going to only blog of things I am grateful about. Perhaps this will bring forth terribly maple-syrup-sappy-sentimental-songs. If it gives us all diabetes before I am done, then maybe I will think about changing course.

So here are a few things I am grateful for today.

Ryan went to his first day of camp today. It is just a morning thing, but it is sponsored by the place he gets therapy. As I was pulling up, a little girl (around 6 years old) with the sweetest smile on the planet, is getting out of her car, with her tiny pink walker.

I am grateful my child can walk run, tie his shoe and take his own showers.

I am grateful my child is able to learn and has social skills to where everyone that meets him, likes him.

I am grateful that my child will seek out and include children that do not have friends, and that even teachers notice his ability with other kids.

I am grateful my child is my child, so that he gets the help he needs to succeed in life.

I am grateful that I have a child, since I have known many women that long for a child and wait and pray, with the answer to that prayer being "no".

I am grateful that my child has a family that loves him. and I am grateful that he is a loving, sweet tempered child.

I am grateful that my child is mannerly, eats what is served him, works hard and helps people and rarely, EVER, complains.

I am grateful that I am a Christian and that I am commited to prayer, service and quiet time.

I am grateful that I have a wonderful husband, who cares about my happiness more than his own.

I am grateful for my parents, both for the hardworking example exhibited by my Dad (which I inherited and learned from him) and the dedication of my mother to our family.

I am grateful for my brother, who is probably the most honest, trustworthy person in the world. And he is a great Dad. And he picked the best, most even tempered lady for his mate...and she is a great mom to her kiddos. So grateful for both them and their kids.

I am grateful for the ability that I have been given to bring joy to people through music.

I am grateful for my mermaids, see the post below about 'home is where you are my friend'.

I have to go back to Ryan, though. It is exasperating at times to be a mom of a 'special needs' child. It will test you. It does test you. I believe God picks very strong women to handle the most special of those children. Ryan is that child, and I must be that woman.

I wrote this song over the weekend for Ryan. It echoes my sentiments about him in my unique way.

A Place To Run

If I could give you anything,
It would be bright cloudless skies
And paints to capture the colors
In a night of velvet stars

I would give you love and purpose
And a life filled with peace
I would give you a sense of direction
and a heart that sings.

I cant promise you fortune or glory
Or sweet days to walk in the sun
All I can give you is a hand to hold onto
And a place to run.

Some day your heart will be broken
someday somebody will let you down
But you will have the strength to stand
When that someday comes around…for

I cant promise your life will be perfect
Or that you will be free of pain
All I can give you is the promise
You always have shelter, when it looks like rain

I cant give you fortune or glory
Or sweet days to walk in the sun
All I can give is a hand to hold onto
And a place to run.
I’ll be a place to run
I’ll always be a place to run.