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This is the week for LOVE! There are so many different kinds of love. There’s God’s love, romantic love, friendship, family, pets and so on.

Since I’ll be participating in Scribbits Write-a-Way, on Love, I think I’ll make this my first draft entry.

I want to share about the love I have for my granddaughters. Certainly, it doesn’t rank higher than my love for my daughter or my husband, but it is more intense. I hope to somehow put it into words.

Amber is my first grandchild. The emotional ties are tremendous. I remember when she was born.

My daughter wanted me to be in the birthing room when she delivered, and so I was. It was such trauma for me, I lost my peripheral vision for hours. My poor little girl. She had to ask if “I” was ok. Can you believe that? Bad mommy!

I was petrified that something would go wrong with the baby, no my daughter, no the baby. Oh my. I was a wreck.

But thanks be to God, all went wonderfully well, and now my baby is 12 years old. Yikes!

Sydney came 3 years later. I remember thinking, “How will I ever be able to love her as much as Amber?” Funny thoughts, ay? But of course, the moment I laid eyes on her, I was in love once again.

When Sydney was born, my daughter asked me to take care of Amber, and NOT to come into the birthing room. *lol* I was perfectly content with that decision!

Amber and I just wanted in the waiting room. Available if I was needed, but far enough away that I wasn’t a worry for my daughter. heehee

My daughter had Sydney without any epidural or pain medication. It wasn’t really planned that way, but they hardly got her on the table when Sydney decided she wanted out. And it has been that way ever since. Thanks to Daddy, “the baby” was allowed to get her own way most of the time, and now it’s expected.

Well, it’s not that bad. She is a very independent little thing. Much different than her sister, but such a treasure. She can fill a room with laugher. I love it when she wants to sit on my lap.

The love I have for them is one that always brings a smile to my face and a tear to my eye. I’m very proud of my lovely daughter. She is doing an awesome job raising them. Kelly, a mom couldn’t be more blessed than I am to have you. I love you.

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The Great Escape

I’m up for Scribbit’s writing-away contest again this month, so here goes….

Most of us have experienced in-law problems at some time or another. Well, I’m no exception. However, I do want to say, I loved my in-laws even with their quirks. They’re both gone now so I don’t have to worry about hurting their feelings. And, as a preface, the names and events may have changed slightly, in order to protect the innocent. *lol*

Several years ago, my mother in-law (mil) passed away, leaving my father in-law (fil) alone. He had friends and was active in his church, but we felt the responsibility of inviting him to come live with us. Well, guess what? He did.

We had a little apartment attached to the house where we set him up, but, of course, he enjoyed being in with us. He would come in for dinner and watch TV with us. Actually, he cooked dinner once in a while. Not without a mess, but he made excellent soup!

Now, he wouldn’t just watch TV. He liked to “chat” while watching TV.

One day, I had come home from an extremely stressful day at work and just didn’t want to “visit”. But I also didn’t want to be rude.

I tried to figure a way of getting away from him, just for a while, but didn’t want to hurt his feelings. So here’s what I did.

I quietly got up and walked into my bedroom. Now at the time, I had two big windows in my bedroom, that opened up to the back of the house.

Yep, I crawled out one of the windows and snuck up to the horses. I always feel a peace when I’m with them.

Then, I saddled up my mare, and we carefully got out of site from the house. Once we had escaped, we just rode and rode. Aww….. It was wonderful.

After about an hour, I decided it was time to go back. When I got back to the barn, I slowly brushed and cooled my mare. Not wanting to give up the moment.

After she was comfortably put up, I again snuck back around the house and back through the window. I took a few minutes to get cleaned up and “ready” myself, but knew I couldn’t put it off any longer. So….

After taking one more deep breath, I quietly slipped out of my bedroom to return to my chair. The chatting continued, as if I’d never left. He never even miss a step, or me, for that matter.

Thanks Scrbbit for the opportunity!

This is a first, but I’m gonna enter Scribbit’s December Write-Away Contest. I really want to win those cool Alaskan Christmas Tree Ornaments. So here goes. Don’t forget to check out Scribbit’s site.

My Favorite Day by Sher

The day was unlike any other. I stood in my living room, just waiting. Finally, I saw it. A beautiful shiny black limousine. Ah, my day was about to begin.

I gathered a few things, and as I walked out the door, the limousine driver took my hand and helped me into the vehicle. It smelled so good and had the softest leather seats I’ve ever sat on. As I looked around, enjoying this magical moment, I saw they had even stocked the wet bar with my favorite sparkling water. I knew this would be a day I’d never forget.

The limousine began its accent, up into some of the most beautiful mountains I’d ever seen; they looked like stepping stones to Heaven. I sat there, taking it all in. I think it was the first time I’d actually breathed in days.

We arrived at the most beautiful white mansion, turned resort. It had big white pillars, a porch all around, and the fragrance of exotic, colorful flowers. It was here I was to spend the entire day. Just being pampered.

It was wonderful. First was the soft message of an herbal based facial, then the wonderful deep muscle message to help loosen those, oh so tense, muscles of mine. Then came the delicious lunch of healthy pita bread, organic salad and the best lemonade on the planet earth. It was delicious.

With lunch finished and an hour to spare, I was lead to a bubbling whirl pool to simply soak in my bliss. Ahhhh…….

It was now time for my final treatment. After which, it would be time to head home. But let’s not think about that right now. Just enjoy the moment.

My final treatment, of course, was a complete manicure and pedicure. It felt wonderful to soak my tired weary, hands and feet in the warm bubbling water. I felt like falling asleep, but didn’t want to miss a thing. The time to go was near, as I sat for a few moments, in the gentle movement of the spa style chair.

Well, it’s time to leave. My attendant took my hand and once again led me to the shiny black limousine, helped me in and went around to the driver’s side. I dosed as I was driven home….

Then, all of a sudden, something was licking my nose. I heard talking in the background. And what was that loud noise?? It hit me. It was my dog licking my nose, my husband asking where dinner was and some loud noise coming from the television. Oh no, it had all been a dream, a very nice dream, but a dream none the less. Reality began to crowd its way back into life. A life full of the things I love, but also, need to get away from once in a while.

Many of us don’t have the luxury of a day at the spa; however, we still need to make time for ourselves. Not an easy quest for moms. Then if we are given the opportunity to do something special, just for us, guilt often ruins it. God’s Word says to love our neighbor as ourselves. If we really did that, how would our neighbors be treated??? Take some time for yourself because without you, your family would fall apart.