Tag: forgiveness
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A Picture Is Worth At Least Fifteen Words
Fifteen framed black and white pictures. All the grands. And an almost granddog. The kids made me cry on Christmas–always a goal. If Mom sobs, the gift was a hit. We have no pictures of all the grands anywhere in the house. The ones we had were outdated–the older ones were underwhelmed by their youth;…
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We Can’t Fix This
What happened just south of Houston on Friday is unconscionable. Another school shooting. More students and two more teachers dead. People who left home that morning anticipating the fact that Friday had finally come. Not that kind of Friday. Santa Fe High School was the scene of yet another school shooting. To date we’ve seen…
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Played Well And Still Lost–Am I A Loser?
Our family has soccer imbedded in our DNA. Over the weekend I had the privilege of watching two of the grands play in games that mattered. A lot. Not in the big scheme of world issues. In the competitive realm of sports for kids. Sydney competed for a state championship. Her team was new, first…
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Hadn’t Considered The Cost
He finally came. With all the fanfare and audience participation expected for occasions such as these. Mason made his entrance into the world. Our pokey puppy of a grand took his sweet time. The doctor told my daughter Tiffany and her husband Ramsay at their last visit that she believed him to be a big…
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Best. Christmas. Ever.
There are no stockings hung by the chimney with care–we’ve no chimney or fireplace. We make it tough on Santa. The children aren’t nestled anywhere. The grands had a sleepover Christmas Eve, and they ate enough sugar to rocket them into the new year. The only visions any of them have is of electronics. Hang…
Tip of My Iceberg 