Say Something!

Okay... There are only 3 people so far who know about this blog. My daughter, my brother and ME! And not only has it been bugging me that I can't seem to find the time or the energy or the mind to blog, but now my daughter has noticed! I haven't blogged all month! We went on vacation, and I had very limited access to computer use, and I used that time to check emails. So I was anxious to get home and blog away, only to find myself... speechless... or writeless... (that's a Lyndaism) I had thoughts, but I didn't capture them in time, and now they have blown away. Let's try a couple here... We went to see our great-niece weekend before last. What a sweetheart! She is so LOVED. It is so obvious. I remembered how when I taught 2 yr olds in BBC Summer Play Days in 2004, it was so neat to see how most of the kids were so LOVED. They just reeked of it. I have Paris' picture on my desk peeking out around my ThinkPad. It makes me smile when I look at it. At that age - 7 months - there is just such an innocence. You expect nothing of them and they just give joy. And then we move on to Father's Day. Course I knew the whole time between Mother's Day and Father's Day, that we would have no fathers or grandfathers with whom to celebrate. It was sad, but a fact. Then Father's Day comes and we are sitting in church and Mike starts talking about fathers, and it hits me in the gut hard and I'm crying and Bob is sniffing. 23 years without Daddy, and I'm still not over it. Several times recently I have thought of or been reminded of Granddaddy. Usually makes me smile. And while I don't verbalize it even mentally anymore, ya have to wonder why others live long lives, and others don't. Which reminds me... Mam-ma would have been 94 tomorrow! Okay... I feel better... I have written something.