Well another summer as a widow has passed. This summer was the first summer in six years that I could say I enjoyed.
My two granddaughters (age 1 1/2 and 3) were old enough to stay with me for a few days at a time. If you want to know how to live – watch children play. They hold nothing back and I only wish I had more of their joy. They are curious and find everything interesting and when they laugh you can’t help but laugh.
I wish Donnie was here to be their grandfather and enjoy them like I do. But that’s not to be and I can certainly love them enough for both of us. When they get older I will tell them about their grandfather and they will know how much he would have loved and spoiled them.
So, I thank God for grandchildren because of them the years are getting easier and life is good.