Awakening to 'Living the 'Dream'

Today's poem was inspired by my niece who, yesterday, wrote on her Facebook post...(after recovering from another round of sickness in their household)'Walking around our property tonight, I took a momentand realized in all the busyness & stress of home ownership & motherhood,this is everything I've dreamed for' 💗 Thank-you J, for the reminder to treasure the moment and find the joy in itno matter how hectic the 'happiness' spills! 'The dream' isn't only the picture-perfect moments but all of it together;the lows make us more thankful for the highs. This is the day the Lord has made;we will rejoice and be glad in it!Ps.118:24 Family milestone celebrationsare one of the happiest blessings on earth... The other evening we celebrated Granddaughter's 6th birthday,Which means it was her turn to receive her gramma box 'mommy' is the Pennsylvania-Dutch word for gramma.(a short 'e' sound at the end rather than long)In a mommy box 'treasures' are buried in popcorn... Gum-lover's delight below 😂 the inside of the box is lined with little poems, pictures and bible verses(I forgot to take a photo of the inside) Awakening to 'Living the Dream' To recognize that sorrow is the price we pay for joyLoss is the proof of having had; everything comes, to passAnd grief and love are life’s most tenderly entwined alloyMoment’s momentous momentum, sand in life’s hourglass To recognize that highs and lows comprise ‘living the dream’Without the brutal ‘bitter’ we would not cherish the ‘sweet’Or taste the lilt of laughter with more reverent esteemAfter the tears we shed when life and death solemnly meet To recognize the priceless prize disguised as here-and-nowIntangible and fleet, the font that fills history’s moldAnd then, with fervent thankfulness to make a humble vowTo do our part to make its art a pleasure/treasure to behold To, recognize today is all we have, no more or lessTo ‘live the dream’ by faith, not fate; to be constantly awedBy He whose loving kindness is the key to happinessTo recognize, through lows and highs, the faithfulness of God © Janet Martin I have decided to center my posts after all.It's hard to teach an 'old dog' new tricks, plusI have discovered some 'centered' poetry volumes in my poem book collection.See for back story on this 😆