Thinking it Over
Now that the jet lag is gone and despite new muscle relaxers
and yet another epidural, I’m thinking clearer.
So I know would like to share some quotes from my grandsons:
While in New York, as mentioned, we were privileged to be
part of the previews guests at the 9/11 Memorial museum-there were many family
members of the survivors there. Aidan,
age 6, who is a very sensitive soul, was quite upset to see people hugging and crying
near the large display of small photos of those we lost.
He asked about why the pictures were there and why those
people were so sad? Sarah explained that
they missed the people they loved who had died in the event. He asked, “all of them died?”
Sarah re-confirmed that yes-all of them had passed on. Aidan continued to observe all the photos and
people and then asked this poignant question, “Mommy, why would someone do
something so bad?”
Mom’s answer was perfect, “That’s a very good question. I don’t really have an answer. There really is no reason for anyone hurting
so many people. But it happened and we
have to do what we can to both remember them and learn from what happened.”
On a lighter side-Dylan, 7, wanted to play in the yard and
grandpa was tired to going around to the outside of the house to rescue the
ball he was kicking allover creation. So
he told Dyl that he was going to have to go inside because he was afraid that
an owl was going to swoop down and get Lucky.
Unfortunately for grandpa, his eldest grandson spent quite a
bit of time learning about birds at the New York Natural Museum of
History. When told the “owl story”, Dyl
said, “Grandpa I know you’re just trying to make me go in the house because
it’s daytime and owls are nocturnal.
That means they come out at night.”
Gotta love kids!
Our youngest grandson, Jackson, is 8 months old. He’s got quite the sense of humor. About a month ago he realized that he could
use a diaper or towel to start a rousing (and very long) game of peek-a-boo
with all of us. He’s also doing the
“turtle” crawl. Seems he’s taking after
his auntie Sarah and hates the feel of the floors on his knees.
Pretty soon we’ll be running after him everywhere! He’s also very good at calling his dad. He’s recognizing people and voices.
One more thing to tell you all while I’m “thinking it
over”-I post on Friday’s for the most part and today is a very special
Friday. You see its April 4th
and that means today is our 33th wedding anniversary!
I want my husband, Steve, to know that I love him more now
than when he proposed almost 34 years ago.
He’s my best friend, my confidant, truly my soul mate. Thank God for him and the life we have.
I’m especially grateful since he’s shown great patience and
extra love since my near fatal accident upon moving out to Arizona.