How something sticks with you....

On St Nicholas Day we watched a movie called St Nick & Pete, which I plan on getting so we can watch every year. At the end, James Earl Jones (who I think is 1 of the greatest actors) tells his "grandson" of an African saying that as long as someone speaks your name you never truly die. Being me, of course I cried, I cry at everything it seems, especially this time of year. But for the past 2 weeks that has stuck with me and I will repeat names for as long as I live, and the best I can hope for, is that I am the type of person that after I am gone, my name will still be on the lips of those who surround me!

Smart little man....

JJ has been whining to open the presents under the tree. Don't know how my mom managed to put up with my constant badgering every year! So, my new mantra has been "Well, I want a million dollars and I don't always get what I want." Sometimes I'll even tell him that if he gets me my million I'll give him what he wants. I didn't even add on that last part tonight and he still went in his monopoly game and came running up to me with the play money telling me there was my million dollars.

Makes me wonder sometimes.... we always joke that in our family you have to learn to be a smart-aleck to put up with everyone else. Wonder if its just in the genes.

To have nothing and only think of giving.....

Near where I work is a Wendy's. Sometimes when I go there for lunch there is a gentleman that sits on the side of the back road with a sign "Homeless Vet, Help." It breaks my heart that I can't "save" him but I get him lunch each time I see him sitting there. 1 day this week I happened to have a blanket in the van. I offered it to him after giving him his meal, his answer was he was pretty set that way but he knew someone else who he could give it to who could use it. I told him that would be great and to take care of himself. I was driving back to work, stuffing my face, with tears rolling down. Here's a man who has so little, thankful for what he is given, and still thinking of what HE can do to help others.

Why can't those who are blessed with so much more have half of his selfless nature?