I don't know how I came to arrive at such a place. This will be the third Christmas since being able to purchase any gifts. At all. I know it's not about gifts; who said that anyway? Tell a two year-old that fact (whose?) when he receives gifts from everyone but his Nana. Tell that to a 12 year-old who has a birthday just before Christmas and once again, her Nana has no gifts for her. Perhaps I can bake some goodies to hand out as gifts. I baked cookies yesterday. Grumbling is not something I have ever wanted to be guilty of, yet it seems the light at the end of the tunnel grows more dim with each passing day. With the waking of another day the grumbling rumbles; and rumbles more loudly. Rumbling grumbling. I so need a Sunny spot for awhile. Even if for a week, my Heart would rejoice as my Soul would sing so loudly from the warmth of the Sun. Sun medicine. Lack of robs one's Soul of songs.
2 comments:
You make K smile every time she knows she gets to see you. She has this look of anticipation in her eyes. It is very sweet. She feels a connection to you. That is all the gift she needs.
Your son
I love her very much!
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