I think I’m hearing a bit of humming… from a reader or two who knows that song. Years ago, we would hear that song many, many times because it was our daughter’s favorite song that she learned on a visit to Disneyland. She loved the dolls and music, and her record player in her own room.
Some unexpected events recently have brought back that song… and for me, music sticks very hard in my ‘memory bank’. It has been quite a summer for us, some events were not pleasant but surprising, and some events were surprising AND pleasant. Being that I haven’t been ON THE HILL very often, I decided that it was time to write an ‘update’ blog, to let you know that we are still on the right side of the grass.
My husband is on a great road of recovery… and our hearts are filled with thankful thoughts and prayers from the ‘army of friends and family’ who were standing with us. Little did we know that this was the season for both of us to recover from successful surgery. I must say that both of us are grateful for the wonderful medical community available to us, but tired of all the medical appointments that we have attended since July. We should be close to the end of all that soon. We are still content to be at our home, but enjoying some freedom from the restrictions imposed on all of us by the pandemic. Contact with people on the phone and through emails and text messages are great, but there’s nothing more special than being with friends and family, giving and receiving hugs and smiles, sharing a meal together, and even having overnight guests. For us, two out of three of these has warmed our hearts.
We are looking forward to a date in mid-September, when friends and family will be attending and celebrating the marriage of our one and only grandson to his beautiful, talented and gracious ‘love of his life’. Recently, we were invited to a ‘Meet and Greet’ summer patio dinner at the home of the bride’s parents. It was a delightful afternoon for the two families to meet (for many, it was the first time) and visit before the ‘big’ day. It was parents, aunts and uncles, cousins, and grandparents, coming together to show their support and welcome a new member in the family. Ed and I were one of four sets of grandparents who were in attendance. The more we talked, the more we learned that we had some unexpected connections, in business, through mutual friends, in our spiritual journey, and in the neighborhood.
How did all that happen? Yes, it certainly is a “small world”!
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