What if

WHAT IF

What if ...
Everyone followed their dreams?
What if...
We all felt like we could do whatever our hearts desired?
And what if...
Everyone felt equal to everyone else?
What if...
We believed that we were all made of the same stuff,
By the same creator?
What if all the Moms and Dads in the world
Could give their children all the things needed
To grow up healthy and strong and full of love?

What if...
All the kids on the playground
Grew up to play fair with all their playmates?
What if...
No one was the last to be picked for basketball
As one by one we divided up in teams?
And what if...
Children never feared making mistakes
Because mistakes are just part of learning?

What if...
Catching a fish and planting a garden
Was considered just as important as running a bank?
What if...
No one worked for anyone
But we all worked together?
And what if...
The wildflowers on the road-side
Were seen as equals to roses and orchids?

Many questions, many what ifs
And the unchangeable past is there in our memories.
Some are bitter and some of them sweet
And many of them are both, bringing smiles and tears.

So what is the value of all this reflection,
All these questions,
All the what ifs?

The wonderful light in the eyes of our babies,
The full assurance of unconditional love
That is the birthright they can grow up with.
Born from the bitter and the sweet
Of our childhood long past.
What if all those times when we said to ourselves,
"I will never treat my children like this,"
We remembered and handled our children with
The respect due every one of Gods' kids.
What if we really learned that lesson?

So this is the gift born of the pain and wonder of our childhood
To give them the answer to those "what ifs"
And the answer is this...
You are precious and wonderful,
You are made of star dust and angels songs,
It is your job to run and play,
To sing and dance,
And to make all kinds of noise.
You do not have to be seen and not heard.
You are full of light and wisdom and
You are fully human with all the rights of a human
Even though you are only three feet tall.
You are delightfully funny
You are smart and creative and gloriously playful
AND
AND,
AND YOU ARE LOVED,
YOU ARE LOVED,
YOU ARE LOVED!!!

Written by our amiga Gracie (aka Rita) gracias!