Very Special Gift

Speaking of Gifts. Here is a very special one. This wife of mine, Sharlene. She takes this being a Grandmother very seriously. It has been very heartwarming for me to watch as our three girls were preparing to be and have become little "Mommies". There is a special bond that is there between Mother and Daughter. Sharlene was able to be with Jacqueline and Pamela after their little ones came and plans to go to be with Annie after little Johnson is born. She wants to be there to help and they seem to appreciate what is given.
She also has been practicing quite some time on nieces and having "tea parties." They are called "Tea Parties", but they rarely have tea. But it is a fun time. Now she is getting to have tea parties with her own grandchildren. I think that makes her happy.
Most of all she is just special. She just gives and gives and gives. Many days she does not feel very well and she still does a lot of giving for her family, others she loves and to those who she feels are in need.
She has been my very special gift.

Gifts

God has given me many great gifts. My Dad was one of the greatest. I also have been given a great gift in my wife, Sharlene. I am blessed to have three beautiful inside and out daughters. God blessed me when my daughters found special mates. And we have been and are being blessed with the grandchildren each family is bringing into this world.

DD

No pictures. My computer has not cooperated with operator. I used to have initials for things. They would mean special things to just me or just me and my family. I am sure no one has been waiting 7 months for deep thoughts of infinite wisdom or humor so I will let you just think. Man he is weeeerd!, some of you will say. I can't agree more.

2-14

90 years ago on Valentine's Day a little (he used to say )toehead was born about 6 miles east of Phillipsburg near the town of Gretna, Kansas. When our family used to drive by the place where the windmill still stood from that farmstead I would many times say, "That is where Grandpa was born."
Well, it is the second Valentine's day without him now. Many of the memories are not as distinct as they were two years ago. Some of the yearning to see and hear him though are so strong. Lately the thought that I had a couple of months after we lost him of, "O.K. Dad you can come out of hiding now." has been going through my mind. This morning in church (as it is many times while singing at church) we were singing, "When all of God's singers get home." There is a part in the chorus where the bass hits a note and then drops down to a much lower note. We came to that part and I just waited and wanted to hear that low note. Like usual it just had to come from my mind because he was not there to hit it. I looked down at my Mom and there was a tear in her eye. She has been having a hard time lately with this.
If Dad were here I know he would say to just move on. I think I am but it is no fun.
I'll just say that I miss him a lot this February 14 as I am sure many of my family and those that knew him well do too.