writing when inspired about the often overlooked
It’s been January since I have seen them and I am So Excited! I run toward the door, but before I can get there, M. runs down the steps from the upstairs apartment, throws open the door and with Joy and Delight with a Huge Smile says “There you are!” I feel Loved and Cherished!…
My Grandson . . . . . . . . delights in my presence watches for me to come, runs to meet me at the door. Sometimes he waits until I come in the door running across the room flying into my arms engulfing me in big hug giving me one of our own special,…
Much of what I know I learned from my grandchildren! I wrote this in my journal back in May 2006 after waiting for Gerald and his family to arrive at the Harrisburg, PA airport. We were all gathering for one of our annual family weekends. I stood there thinking of what I had seen years before…