A world explored.
A life bold.
A story told.
Sometimes, it has been rough.
Sometimes, it has been rough.
Never did you quit.
Always the enemy did you repeatedly hit.
Never, do you see the end.
A message you send.
Will you ever be done
Will you ever ne through
Your life sometimes is fun.
I hope I am like you, when I get there.
Such a great admiration and love you had for your Grandma. Again I say I can only hope that my grandchildren will feel the same about me.
My Son's three children are about a ten hour car drive from me and it breaks my heart that we sedom get to see them. On the other hand Joseph and the new baby will be here almost every day. I worry that my son feels I make a difference between his children and Joseph and what will be the next baby. I love those kids just as dearly as I do Joe. It is just impossible for me to get away from here to go and visit alone. I have a dog and a cat and Buddy my dog is paper trained. Too stupid to realize that now that he has a yard he can go outside. LOL A little chore I do each day trying to keep his papers in the house clean and up as he does his business on them. Also the cat box that gets scooped every night. I keep telling both of them that my life would be much easier if they could just learn to do their cleanup themselves and helping in the house would not be bad either. LOL Hershel would not be able to bend over to pick them up and lay clean and keep his balance. It could not go undone.
My husband's handicap would leave him at a real loss if I was to be gone personally. He has grown to depend on me to become his legs once he gets home. LOL I know I have spoiled him over the years but he has such a hard time moving around that it is just easier if I do for him and I really do not mind. I also worry about him falling in the house alone and vacation time to where we could visit together is few and far between. We have become the visiting Grandparents, something that neither of us wanted to happen but in this day and age where families are separated in miles cannot be helped.
Thank you so much for your time to again visit me today. I would like to see that more people would come to read your words and leave you their thoughts. It is their loss.
Blessings,
Lesa