Grandma...

always thinks that her grandchildren should be first. When I've spent my whole life messing around in some line or another, shouldn't it be better for my grandchildren? Why should they have to keep standing in life's line? When they play basketball my grandchild should get to shoot the ball because I waited to long to take the shot! When they play baseball every child that gets up to bat should be struck out because I barely could make the ball reach home plate. When they sing, their song should be louder and sweeter than all the others because I didn't have the courage to lift up my voice. When they laugh everyone should laugh with them because I shed so many tears. When they learn to use the power of love that captures a heart, they should never be afraid to share it. Unlike games, love always returns with more than it gives.

The First Sign of Spring...

The sun begins to break through the long, dreary days of winter. Colder temperatures give way to a breeze that just hints of warmer days. As those breezes begin to blow and blue fills up the sky, with the warming of the sunshine everything begins to respond. The trees begin to awaken as the sap pushes up toward the sun and unveils the fuzz that will begin the lush green of summer. The tulips push away the heavy layers of earth that wrapped them warmly through the winter. The forsythia begins the parade of bright yellow fluttering ruffles that adorn her long, willowy branches as the grass begins to shed it's brown for a deep hue of green. Spring envelopes the air with her warmth and the light that brings forth life!