Through the Eyes of a Toddler
This was my gift from my first grandchild this past Mother’s Day. This photo is the lid from a candle that my granddaughter drew on for me. (She was 18 months old at the time) Underneath her artwork it says “Best Grandma”.
My Love Language
“I am leaving my energy here,” as I held firmly onto the door handles. “I am leaving my energy here,” with my palms pressed passionately against the window. Every Broadway Theatre I approached, those words I spoke out loud. That was my solemn vow, my love language, my grateful knowing. Then with quiet and soulful […]