Wednesday, November 3, 2010

My dearest God,

Joy comes in little packages, doesn't it? Two of my granddaughters came to visit while their dad and my husband talked about a new furnace. Even though I was ready to drop, put on my pjs, watch an hour of television and go to bed, they were anxious to play a game so we played three.

Sophie and Stella are 9 and 6 respectively. Their eyes sparkle when we are together. They laugh when I tickle them or call them "cheatface" or "liebag". So much joy wells up when we play together. Their "I love you, Grandma" always puts a smile on my face.

As joy walks through my swinging door, I always know you have come to visit me!

Thank you,
O God,
for special joys,
for grandchildren,
for laughter,
for love.
Tonight
I had
all four.

Love, Andrea