Friday, November 10, 2017


It's January weather. Maybe February (our second coldest month). Surely not early November! Brr!

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Breakfast is early. Friday for us is a day of work, errands, of fitting in all that the week should have allowed.

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Snowdrop's school is closed today and the girl spends a luxurious morning at her house. In the afternoon, she comes to the farmhouse.

I've been thinking about my role in her life lately. Because I see her so often, I tend to want things that parents (rather than grandparents) normally want from their kids: to be good, stay happy, and to do her bit to make life flow.

But shouldn't grandparents lend their time for the rougher moments? Shouldn't I be more of the old sage person who helps her navigate life's hurdles?  I no longer worry about work or stashing cash for retirement. I am retired! I want to write, but even more, I want to be there for those who need a bit of my help, love and good cheer. And patience.

But today, the little girl needs little of that patience. She is playful...

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She is happy...

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She is loving...

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She is dexterous and creative.

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And as always, she is eager to go out into the dark cold night with Ed to feed and lock up the cheepers.

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There's always tomorrow and the day after. I'm sure my patience will be tested. And maybe my grandmotherly wisdom will click in and I will have helped her navigate those troubled waters. But today, we just had fun.