Saturday, February 17, 2024

Dear God,

Today I watched my granddaughter play in her high school semi-state basketball competition.  Although they played hard, they lost their game.  It was only when she walked into her parents' waiting arms, that I realized it was her last game after 13 years.

Eras that come and go bring us memories to savor because we realize what was is no more.  But then that is the way life is supposed to be.  The question is:  Have we lived those days meaningfully and faithfully?  Have we made the most of each day?  Have we given and received in equal amounts?  

Although it is difficult to accept that our Lucy is finished playing ball and will enter college in the fall, it is time to let her go, to grow into full maturity and to step into her future filled with promise.

Thank you

for blessings

that come

our way.

Thank you

for those

who have participated

in our lives.

Thank you

for eras

that come

and go

in due time.

Yours, Andrea