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.”
ADVERBS DO NOT appeal to me, but Sue said to use one so I’ll use it quickly.
July did not seem quick, but I guess now’s as good a time as any to look back at it.
When I was young, I made a deal with my parents.
Here’s the story of how the deal went bad.
We have come to the end of another month so I thought now would be as good a time as any to go on a written journey back through the days of June.
I have attachments to certain candies.
I gave my Daddy chocolate-covered pecans for Father’s Day, but this post isn’t about what I gave him.
I want to tell you about a few gifts he’s given me.
This is just a garden-variety story.
My grandparents sometimes had a garden beside the barn in their backyard, and Pawpaw went to till it up one day.
My cousin and I went with him, to “help” I guess.
He tilled the earth, and we watched it turn.
For some reason, maybe just to play in the dirt, I was close enough to the ground to see some of it wiggle.
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.
I’m thankful for a lot of things, not the least of which is the fact tomorrow is Friday.
I jumped a little ahead of today’s “thankful” prompt with yesterday’s post, with personal recollections about a group of people for which most of the world is thankful so I thought today might be a good time for another post from the Casey’s Column archives.
Click the underlined words in this sentence for a look inside my mind on a night two years ago when I went outside to look at the stars and count my blessings.
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.