Nobody blesses me.
I sneeze. Nothing.
No one ever says "Bless You" anymore.
I used to love knowing that when I sneezed that I'd inevitably receive a blessing. My Mom was faithful. She always blessed me. Not only was I blessed because she cared enough to say it, but I know when she said it, she meant it. She wanted blessings for me. She prayed blessings for me. I know that now and I can hear her voice after I sneeze and it reminds me of the blessing a Mother can be. I hope my children remember my voice blessing them after they've left home.
I still wish somebody would bless me once in a while.
ahhhCHOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!
...anyone ?
