 by Donna Seeds
I think I've forgotten my name...where am I? In some kind of twilight zone? We've had Audrey, the granddaughter, for ten days now. I've forgotten what it was like to take a shower by myself, a poop or a pee, a good night's sleep, or to touch my husband. A meal, a visit to the grocery, a walk through the house, a seat at the computer, to watch a television program and actually hear the dialogue...except "Why this and WHY that?" I have also forgotten how wonderful it feels to have a 4-year-old arm wrapped around my leg while I'm trying to walk. A little girl's hand grasping your hand and walking across a parking lot. A smile. A hug. An "I love you" at the most unexpected time. Being silly. Laughing until tears come to my eyes. Cherishing each and every moment...while wondering WHEN IS IT GOING TO END???? We took a train trip to Marshall, TX and took my camera along. Snapped this photo when she was being a little angel.
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