Three Years of Writting

Giving up doesn't always mean you are weak; sometimes it means that you are strong enough to let go. ~Author Unknown


Three years of writing as of today and at times I still wonder what’s it’s all about or what it’s all for then I have days like yesterday where I spend the day with my little granddaughter and my heart is lights up and for a second a ray of sun breaks through into my heart… That one single ray light is enough to help me understand that my life has meaning and that somehow things will be ok.


I got to thinking – what if we had a “re-boot button” or maybe a “Delete key” and all we had to do was push it and all the past would be no more… with a single click all would be gone… The more I thought about it the more I realized – there’s no way I could every do this.. the past and the future are almost one and the same… what would I do without my memories of the past – the good times and the hurting times… it’s these memories that make me who I am… I just wish there was a way I could get off the guilt train and walk down the sun lit path once again, but the train seems to go faster and faster… passing station after station and all I can do is stare out the window…


Three years and many posts later… what will next year this time bring?? I’m afraid to look down that road…


The picture today kinda said it all... empty but still chased by shadows  

It was a Sat also…..

Laughter In The Rain

Childhood is the most beautiful of all life's seasons. ~Author Unknown

Today I did something that I haven’t done in a long time. I played in the rain… One may say “so what” … well it was a big thing and I was playing with 2 of the most important people in the world to me. Little McKenna and I were chasing after Noah in the back yard. To hold little McKenna and to hear her laugh in your ear… it’s the closest thing this side of Heaven to Angels singing as for as I’m concerned and little Noah running as screaming only as a little boy can do. I must say I can’t remember when I’ve enjoyed a workout more.


I can’t think of anything that warms my heart more than when McKenna sees me and holds those little arms out to me. That’s a love like none other. I want my grandchildren to have memories like I have from my childhood. Going to see Granny and Grandpaw was always a big treat even thro I got to see them all the time. Grandpaw was always ready to so fun things with and take us to real fun places… No not to Disney World or even Walmart… we would go to old stores and he would tell us to get what ever kind of candy we wanted, or we would explore an old abandoned school, or we would just ride the old county back roads.

This is how I want to be remembered… as a Paw Paw that was fun and one that loved them and wasn’t afraid to let them know it. I hope someday they will sit and tell their grandkids about the adventures we had the places we went. If they can do that then I think my time here on Earth will have been well spent.

Today I enjoy listening to Melissa telling about the summers she spent with Mom and Dad and how much she enjoyed it. Each time I hear her telling those stories it makes me smile and it keeps Dad alive in my heart.
Childhood… it goes so fast – TO FAST