RE: to my friends on this side of the fence

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In a message dated 5/10/03 11:03:45 PM Eastern Daylight Time,

muollo3@... writes:

> have a wonderful mother's day

> love gina

>

>

Thanks ! You too!

The Grammas & Keion

[Guest guest]

Oh !! That is sweet!! I do like this side of the fence. I've met so

many wonderful people I wouldn't have met. All of you, and especially here

in real life too, like Penny, Matt's teacher, his developmental ped.

Besides, I'm allergic to grass! LOL!

ellen

to my friends on this side of the fence

have a wonderful mother's day

love gina

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My Side Of The Fence

You've heard the expression

the grass is always greener

on the other side of the fence.

It's true, I know because once

I climbed up and peeked over

and it was greener . . . it was beautiful.

And once I climbed on top of the fence

and sat there, watching the people

on the other side.

They had such a contented look

on their faces, complacent almost

as if life was supposed to be that way.

As I climbed back down to my side of the fence

I noticed that the people on this side

wore a different look, a look I understood.

On my side of the fence, I feel at home

it's not perfect here the grass is sparse and

there are rocks that pop up out of nowhere.

But I guess it's because I know I belong here

why it feels so familiar. I dont have to go far

to find a friendly smile or a gentle hug.

We all understand each other on my side of the fence

we didn't choose to be on this side, but we

know that even though life here is hard, we will survive.

We know that sometimes we might peek over the fence

and wish that we were on that greener plusher side

but then we feel a little hand tugging at our heels, and we return.

When we hear the laughter from the other side,

it sounds so beautiful, but then we remember that sorrow and joy

go hand in hand, we cannot truly appreciate one without the other.

Sometimes when it's dark and I feel the pain of living

on this side of the fence. I realize that in the dark, there is no

difference. We all look to the light, no matter which side we are on.

They say that the grass is greener on the other side,

and that is definitely true. But there are joys on my side of the fence

and I want to enjoy them without having to stop, to mow the lawn.

Autism is not the end of the World. . . . just

the beginning of a different one..

copyright. 1999. Sally Meyer

[Guest guest]

That is a WONDERFUL Poem!!!!! Thanks for sharing it!

Debbie

> have a wonderful mother's day

> love gina

>

> **************************

> My Side Of The Fence

>

> You've heard the expression

> the grass is always greener

> on the other side of the fence.

>

> It's true, I know because once

> I climbed up and peeked over

> and it was greener . . . it was beautiful.

>

> And once I climbed on top of the fence

> and sat there, watching the people

> on the other side.

>

> They had such a contented look

> on their faces, complacent almost

> as if life was supposed to be that way.

>

> As I climbed back down to my side of the fence

> I noticed that the people on this side

> wore a different look, a look I understood.

>

> On my side of the fence, I feel at home

> it's not perfect here the grass is sparse and

> there are rocks that pop up out of nowhere.

>

> But I guess it's because I know I belong here

> why it feels so familiar. I dont have to go far

> to find a friendly smile or a gentle hug.

>

> We all understand each other on my side of the fence

> we didn't choose to be on this side, but we

> know that even though life here is hard, we will survive.

>

> We know that sometimes we might peek over the fence

> and wish that we were on that greener plusher side

> but then we feel a little hand tugging at our heels, and we return.

>

> When we hear the laughter from the other side,

> it sounds so beautiful, but then we remember that sorrow and joy

> go hand in hand, we cannot truly appreciate one without the other.

>

> Sometimes when it's dark and I feel the pain of living

> on this side of the fence. I realize that in the dark, there is no

> difference. We all look to the light, no matter which side we are

on.

>

> They say that the grass is greener on the other side,

> and that is definitely true. But there are joys on my side of the

fence

> and I want to enjoy them without having to stop, to mow the lawn.

>

> Autism is not the end of the World. . . . just

> the beginning of a different one..

> copyright. 1999. Sally Meyer

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> have a wonderful mother's day

> love gina

...

THANK YOU SOOOOO MUCH for sending

that poem...i've never seen this one,

and it made me cry..(right at 6:20am in

the morning!!)

i just emailed to some of my family!

Im gonna print THIS one out!It really

hit home with me....

thanks again, and i hope you had

a great Mom's day too!!!

nancy

[Guest guest]

i'm glad you liked it, nancy. sally meyer is wonderful. here are 4 pages of

poems from her

http://trainland.tripod.com/poems1.htm

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What is today, but yesterday's tomorrow - Mr. Krabs

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gina, 31, ny

single mom to -

kailey, 8, autism, hyperlexia, depression, anxiety, OCD, DSI

trevor, 3, multiple developmental delays, no " official " dx yet

parker jade, due 7-25-03 :-D