Last Saturday was a very special day. There was a gathering at my new little house, and all three of my beautiful daughters were together for the first time in quite awhile. With the addition of my happy grandson and good friends, it was a terrific day. As is often the case with young ones in the family, Logan was the center of most of the activity. He was quick to teach his aunties how to dance, play ring around the roses and row, row your boat. Oh, and he even taught Auntie Jenny how to drive his tractor...that was funny! As much as I continue to miss my Mark, it was heartwarming to be among close friends and family. And the laughter was the best part. I hope there will be lots more times like that.
Take time to laugh. It is the music of the soul. from an old Irish prayer
