GOOD PARENTS ARE a great blessing.
I know from experience.
My parents have shown me love, patience, kindness, understanding and great examples of how to live well.
They’ve taught me life’s tough lessons.
I didn’t always understand or appreciate those lessons when I was younger.
Now, I am grateful I learned them, and grateful to God for choosing to bless me with wonderful parents.
This post is a response to Sue’s prompt, which is, “parent.”
I was 7 years old when my Pappaw died.
There are things I remember about him, even though I saw him with only a child’s eyes.
Today was a happy day.
I got to celebrate so many wonderful mothers in my life, but I want to take a few lines to talk about mine.
One of my favorite parts of my journalism job was when veterans told me their stories.
They told me how they jumped onto a beach in France, and they told me about sleepless nights in the Vietnam delta.
Sometimes, though, there were stories they weren’t ready to tell.
Sometimes, those memories were parts of their past they preferred to keep there so we let them lie buried.
There were words they couldn’t say, and scenes they didn’t want to replay.
I always accepted their hesitation without question, but earlier this year a book helped me understand it.
When you were born Feb. 20, I was elated. A lot of things ran through my mind at once when I thought about you, mostly pride and a plan to travel the length of the country twice in a weekend to see you.
My pride has only deepened in the six days you’ve been here, especially since I heard you’ve already peed on your mama.
My plan didn’t happen, but there’s another one in the works and we’ve been officially introduced on FaceTime.
Since I wrote to your sisters shortly after they were born, I thought I’d try to write down some things you might need to know about life.
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They often look back with a focus on mistakes they made or how they can make this year better than the last.
This is not that kind of reflection. (more…)
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