Only One Childhood

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I stopped to watch my little girlbusy playing in her room.In one hand was a plastic phone;

in the other a toy broom.I listened as she was speakingto her make believe little friendand I'll never forget the words she said,even though it was pretend.She said " Suzie's in the corner

cuz she's not been very good.She didn't listen to a word I saidor do the things she should. " In the corner I saw her baby dollall dressed in lace and pink.It was obvious she'd been put there

to sit alone and think.My daughter continued her " conversation, " as I sat down on the floor.She said, " I'm all fed up I just don't knowwhat to do with her anymore.She whines whenever I have to work

and wants to play games, too;and never lets me do the thingsthat I just have to do.She tries to help me with the dishes,but her arms just cannot reach

and she doesn't know how to fold the towelsand I don't have time to teach.I have a lot of work to doand a big house to keep clean.I don't have time to sit and play--don't you know what I mean? "

And that day I thought a lot aboutmaking some changes in my life;as I listened to her innocent wordsthat cut me like a knife.I hadn't been paying enough attentionto what I hold most dear.I'd been caught up in responsibilities

that increased throughout the year.But now my attitude has changedbecause, in my heart, I realizeI've seen the world in a different lightthrough my little darling's eyes.So, let the cobwebs have the corners

and the dust bunnies rule the floor,I'm not going to worry aboutkeeping up with them any more.I'm going to fill the house with memoriesof a child and her motherfor God grants us only ONE childhood,

and we will never get another.Author Unknown-- With Love,

Ganesh BabaMy Group: spiritual_inspiration- (Send a blank email)