Today our sweet 2-year-old granddaughter turns THREE!! I continue to store up memories that only grandchildren can bestow. Her memory, however, is a bit different:
For example, our dear one won’t remember the day she received her wonderful cartoon bed as a gift from her parents. Her dad found it especially for Christmas, modeled after a favorite anime character, and it is as soft and comfortable and cute as can be. At two and a half, however, her brain is so busy forming a gazillion neuro-pathways that it’s a little Continue reading “Where’d THAT come from?”
Bob and I were incredibly fortunate to spend this past Christmas with our oldest granddaughter and her family at their beautiful new home in Los Angeles. Let me clarify: our oldest granddaughter is 2-years-old and her family is our oldest child and her husband. Now, Bob and I have memories of when this precious bundle was born, when she started to walk, and one of my favorite life events is rocking her as she fell asleep in my lap even just this past summer.
That’s when she had just turned two, but even then the storm was beginning to brew.
And this past holiday season, it was the southern California equivalent of a nor’easter. Of course, being the parents of three children of my own, this comes as no real surprise. As much as I know her parents love and Continue reading “And I quote, “NO!””
This post is a little different from what I normally write. It’s not going on Facebook or Twitter. No pretty photos. No sarcasm or tongue-in-cheek humor (well, okay, I’m not done writing it yet, so we’ll see…). Not even any analogies!
January, 2017, marks my second year of blogging. I used to be more critical of social media, of the shallow content and mere shadow of so-called “friends”. Although that can still be true, I have largely repented of my former viewpoint. When I started this enterprise, I had no idea (nor any planned intention) of forming relationships, honest ones, and getting to know the people behind the screen. Real people with authentic needs, trying to interpret their past and find some hope for their future. Victories and defeats. Questions, and even some answers—quite a few answers, really! (Okay, right, so there’s a whole relational analogy there, but I shall refrain…)
So for now, Thursday has become Continue reading “Dawn’s List (not to be confused with Schindler’s…)”