it’s saturday and i have a few minutes — no one home, quiet. time to catch up! and as those mornings go, it’s now a lot later and i find i had one of those really special moments that you don’t mind that you lost time and now you might not get as much done today as you thought. i have been floating, reading the thank you notes that came in from the Bay Area Rescue Mission, one of the charities we support. The package included pictures, notes from children and notes from moms, dads and grandmas. There are a few that really touched me. First of all, most of the kids wrote to TRAININGwheels : )) — cute!
One little girl said, “to give children like us wonderful bikes . . . . ” — children like us? i wonder what she means? Children like us. I relate to that — do you? it makes me wander off in my mind and remember.
another little girl says, “I got the coolest bike on the block”! Sweet Vanessa! The coolest bike on the block.
How bout this one, “I love to ride bikes and I never had my own. I don’t believe in Santa Clause, I believe in people like you who care about kids like me.” There it is again ~ “kids like me”. But more important, this child is learning that there are people who care in a world where homeless, scared and disappointment is up front and personal. I wonder f he will grow up and be one of those kind of people – the kind that care? Can we make a difference for this one?
How bout this? “My name is Delisha Johnson i am 14 years old. Thank you so much for making this Christmas so special for me. I have been wanting a bike to help me loose weight and you gave me one. I will starting riding my new bike tomorrow”. In a world of crazy, this little girl wants to lose weight. Some measure of control. I hope it made a difference. I worry a bit — what if it has a flat tire? sigh!
And the many notes and comments from parents and grandparents. There was true gratitude expressed and i wandered off in my mind and wondered ~ wow, to be a parent that must rely on others to provide for the people you love most in the world, your children ~ and then to be willing to let go of your own disappointment, feelings of inadequacy, and perhaps even a measure of bitterness and say, thank you for doing what i couldn’t do. My love and heart goes to these parents and grandparents. I hope that it turns around for them. There were adults who wrote that the bike allowed them to take something “valuable” to their children from whom they are estranged. I hope it made a little inroad for them, cleared a path just a bit for reconcilliation.
One man wrote, “I Reginald XXXXX, Writing on behalf of the entire XXXXX family. For your gifts of bicycles. In which I and my wife received three. For the children of my two daughters. One boy Michael age twelve, two girls Shamiah age two, and Jaysha age nine. Truly in the season of giving. I must admit that such gifts would not have been possible without your gracious donation. We the XXXXX family are greatly appreciative for your assistance in our time of need”. and he sent pictures of the two little girls – so precious with HUGE smiles.
I will stay with these people in my head today and I know my mind will drift to them ocassionally as i do my “stuff”. It’s March. Wonder where they are? Wonder if life is turning? Best intentions — how many will find there way? The Bay Area Rescue Mission works mostly with people with addictions. Have you lost anyone to an addiction? I wonder what that is like for them today — not me.
I wonder what letters would have touched you, what thougths? I wish you could have a morning reading these. It is the reason for doing it – TurningWheels. I had a dad who was an alcoholic. He died a long time ago and this morning I thought about him. He was a great person. I loved him. Yup, I loved him.
Susie