A thread a memory

Here we are starting a new week. I find myself awash with memories and stories. It is funny. When I look at the tapestry of my life thus far, I see connecting threads that didn’t connect in real time. Only in retrospect do I see it. For example, there is the way my family did something simple like family birthday parties. There were no huge bashes. Just mom, dad, my 2 brothers, and me. The birthday person picked what would be made for dinner and what kind of cake would be made. The birthday person didn’t have any chores that day. Dinner was a grand time. Party hats were worn and reused every year. At cake time; the candles were lit. Happy birthday was sung …. and then candles stayed lit. Then each person around the table sang a song or told a joke or recited or read a poem aloud. Then Happy birthday was sung again. Then candles were blown out. It was always our tradition. Why? Mom and dad said it helped us participate, gain confidence, and make a contribution. As the family expanded, the tradition continued. Some people rolled their eyes and didn’t like the tradition as much as others. But, each person was listened to with respect.
I can see now that this simple tradition stood me in good stead for participating in class and in business meetings.
Sure I get tongue tied at times. Sure I feel shy. BUT, with my vicarious birthday hat on, I can take my turn.
It especially helps to think of setting someone else at ease.
My high school speech team coach counseled us to look around at audience members. He said to look at the ones who seem anxious or ill at ease or even bored. He said smile, move, draw them in.
My goodness! With all of that on my mind I can change my anxiety to happiness.
It began all because of the thread that started with family birthday parties before I even went to kindergarten.
So many simple threads. I love the tapestry of life.
~ Simply Kate ❤

About Kate Kresse

I love to write, I love to talk, I love to uplift people when I can. I am a woman in love with life. I am a wife, mom, tutor, writer, and I am a perennial optimist. (OK not every single minute but you get the point! :-)
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2 Responses to A thread a memory

  1. sarsm says:

    Your parents sound really awesome!!

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