Families are much more than blood!


When it comes to our children they are our messengers of love, to remind us of our higher selves, to remind us that life is more than bills, clothes, or toys.  Children need to feel that their family is real. In this 21st century of increasing digital and virtual worlds, our children need us more than ever to know all the special ways to be a family.


How many of us can relate to the mother in this poem?


Handwriting On The Wall


A weary mother returned from the store, Lugging groceries through the kitchen door.
Awaiting her arrival was her 8-year-old son, Anxious to relate what his younger brother had done.


While I was out playing and Dad was on a call, T.J. took his crayons and wrote on the wall
It’s on the new paper you just hung in the den, I told him you’d be mad at having to do it again.


She let out a moan and furrowed her brow, Where is your little brother right now?
She emptied her arms and with a purposeful stride, She marched to his closet where he had gone to hide.


She called his full name as she entered his room, He trembled with fear–he knew that meant doom.
For the next ten minutes, she ranted and raved, About the expensive wallpaper and how she had saved.
Lamenting all the work it would take to repair, She condemned his actions and total lack of care.


The more she scolded, the madder she got, Then stomped from his room, totally distraught.
She headed for the den to confirm her fears, When she saw the wall, her eyes flooded with tears.


The message she read pierced her soul with a dart.

It said, I love Mommy, surrounded by a heart.

Well, the wallpaper remained, just as she found it,

With an empty picture frame hung to surround it.

A reminder to her, and indeed to all,

Take time to read the handwriting on the wall.

Or how about this story of a Muslim father and his son?


A father came home from work late, tired and irritated, to find his 5-year old son waiting for him at the door.


Son: “Father, may I ask you a question?”


Father replied: “Yeah sure, what it is?”


Son: “Father, how much do you make an hour?”


Father said angrily: “That’s none of your business. Why do you ask such a thing?”


Son: “I just want to know. Please tell me, how much do you make an hour?”


Father: “If you must know, I make $20 an hour.”


“Oh,” the little boy replied, with his head down. Looking up, he said, “Father, may I please borrow $10?”


The father was furious, “If the only reason you asked that is so you can borrow some money to buy a silly toy or some other nonsense, then you march yourself straight to your room and go to bed. Think about why you are being so selfish.


The little boy quietly went to his room and shut the door. Father sat down and started to get even angrier about the little boy’s questions. How dare he ask such questions only to get some money? After about an hour or so, the father had calmed down, and started to think: Maybe there was something he really needed to buy with that $10 and he really didn’t ask for money very often.


The father went to the door of the little boy’s room and opened the door.


“Are you asleep, son?” Father asked.


“No Father, I am awake,” replied the little boy.


“I have been thinking, maybe I was too hard on you earlier,” said the father. “It’s been a long day and I took out my aggravation on you. Here’s the $10 you asked for.”


The little boy sat straight up, smiling. “Oh, thank you Father!” He yelled.


Then, reaching under his pillow he pulled out some crumpled up bills.


The father, seeing that the little boy already had money, started to get angry again.


The little boy slowly counted out his money, and then looked up at his father.


“Why do you want more money if you already have some?” the father grumbled.


“Because I didn’t have enough, but now I do,” the little boy replied.



“Father, I have $20 now. Can I buy an hour of your time?
Please come home early tomorrow. I would like to have dinner with you.”

Our children want us to know that in our adult world of working to put food on the table, and pay our household bills, our children want and need us.


They want to know that they are more than just a mouth to feed.  They want you to know that you are important to them! They want our time!  They want our dreams and aspirations for a better world.


Both the poem and story give us pause as parents or even grandparents. Share with She’s It how your child or teen or even adult child showed you love that was a deeper message of…..  I love you, I need you. We know that we all need love.



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Both the poem and story give us pause as parents or even grandparents. Share with She’s It how your child or teen or even adult child showed you love that was a deeper message of…..  I love you, I need you. We would love to hear from you and share with others your stories in the “Leave a Reply” section below.