Over the Thanksgiving holiday I was struck with mixed emotions as December lingered around the corner. My granddaughter Lenni was watching her favorite cartoons one morning while we relaxed in our condo in Myrtle Beach, overlooking the Atlantic Ocean. Every commercial break was filled with advertisements for toys. When Lenni noticed the advertisement the first… Continue reading I Need That!
When my not-quite-two-year-old grandson first discovered pockets, it was the cutest thing ever. Seriously. While his brother and sister chased after bubbles that leisurely escaped from grandpa’s wand and shimmered in the afternoon sunlight, T-Bear stood off to the side, intent on getting his pudgy hands into the pockets of his plaid shorts. Not even… Continue reading A Pocket Full of Hope
“New sweater? It looks good.” “No. It was my mom’s and I packed it away so I wouldn't wear it out,” Sally explained to her husband. He nodded, hugged her, grabbed his lunch box from the counter, and headed out into the frigid autumn morning. A whisper of cold air danced around her bare feet… Continue reading The Sweater