my father’s hands
My grandson tried to unscrew the legs from a stool today, so I took him to my father’s toolshed and we found jars of nails and screws. I got him a short length of a 2 x4, my dad’s hammer, and some...
View Articleheavenly day
I think heaven happened one day last fall when my grandson was over for the afternoon. We were playing outside, under the mesquite tree. He gathered twigs and sticks that had fallen and we spent hours...
View Articleage is a lot like yesterday
Yesterday was my grandson’s 5th birthday party. I asked him if he was excited to be five. He gave a little shrug and said, “Um, ya see, it’s a lot like being four.”
View ArticleOh I’m like the old lady in the comic strip!
Decided I wouldn’t read much news today, so I spent my first cup of coffee reading the Sunday comics. Every single one. Got to “Pickles”, the one about the older couple, retired, spending too much time...
View Articleand does it matter where you’re buried?
I occasionally google myself to see if anything bizarre shows up on the list. I’ve gone from three pages to nine, with a lot of repetitions but only a few links totally unrelated. At least the one...
View Articleon my birthday, family and sinking newspapers
Woke up at 4:45 this morning and thought about the past year. Was I a good daughter, mother, grandmother, sister, aunt, friend? I do think I get a gold star as grandma, the easiest and best role! And...
View Articlereading and waffles
One of my grandson’s favorite foods is waffles. He used to like them frozen out of a box – that started when he was teething and frozen waffles seemed to soothe his gums. He’s graduated to the real...
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