Sunday, June 21, 2020
Wandering Along the Path: Right Speech
I hope my husband had a nice Father's Day. Two of our kids, their spouses and children came for lunch, which we had delivered. We ate on our patio and the kids played outside with water, dirt and trucks. It turned out to be a sunny warm day, so we felt good and the grandchildren went home tired and ready for naps. Had our older daughter still been alive, she would have sent a gift and called. Saying we miss her is an understatement, but we go on. We will treasure our memories and honor our granddaughter as she adjusts to life with her dad alone. Luckily, she has a fantastic dad, who is everything you hope your grandkids would have, and he will keep her busy and in touch with her feelings. And I must put a word in for my father, who I was certain adored me and would do anything for me. He's a big reason I respect myself. I miss him thought it has been 34 years since he died. I see him in myself, and most of what I see I'm so proud of.
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