Lucy hasn’t been feeling well so her parents took her to urgent care and when I got the update I yelled upstairs to David:
“Lucy has an ear infection!!!”
(David) “Lucky?”
(Me) “No! LUCY! ……Who’s LUCKY?”
(David) “Not Lucy.”
I’m confused now
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It’s a rainy day, a steady thick drizzle. I just mixed up a cake from scratch and put it in the oven. I used the last two cups of white sugar so David just left for the grocery store. He is going to visit his girlfriend tomorrow and wants to bake cookies for her so he wanted to make sure to get sugar. He’s not sure what kind he’s making yet. I have some candy for him to give to her, too. I have a candle lit and made a cup of coffee. The house is quietly waiting for its children to come back home. They will all be here this weekend except for Caleb the college boy. It’s Easter weekend and Rich’s 50th birthday on Sunday and we are looking forward to lots of family togetherness. Music, talking, cooking, cuddles.
Speaking of cuddles I got to go and visit Lucy this morning for a couple hours.
I want to always take care of her with gentleness and love. I am beyond thankful for this sweet little baby, our first grandchild.
After I left I visited a local farm for some eggs and frozen meat. We no longer keep chickens or ducks and although we miss having them I am always very appreciative that we have many opportunities to buy them from the farm or different stands in the neighborhood.
Speaking of eggs, I started putting together the kids Easter baskets this morning. I haven’t ever kept a consistent tradition for Easter because sometimes we are vacationing, but because I’m at Goodwill at least once a week to find things for my eBay shop, I kept my eyes open this year for baskets and was able to find some nice wicker ones. Each one of them is slightly different, which I find charming. I lined each one with a sheet of tissue paper and am filling them with different little things. Unfortunately I miscounted one of the matching gifts, I’m one short, and so now Brittnee’s trying to get me to go back to Target with her.
Also thanks to thrifting, I’ve collected Easter decor through the years and it’s been delightful to put things out here and there;
These are the little ways to make a life sing.
Happy Easter my loves ❤️
“I do what my heart tells me to do. I surround myself with beautiful things.” Hilde Leiaghat
“Beautiful homes bring up beautiful people.” Elena salgueiro
“Jesus Christ is our strength and guidance here.” Sister Julienne
“We touch other people’s lives simply by existing.”
PS, he’s back with the sugar and decided to make the Doubletree cookie recipe (oats, walnuts, & chocolate chip).
grandma
“This is the blessed life~
not anxious to see far down the road
nor overly concerned about the next step,
not eager to choose the path
nor weighted down with the heavy responsibilities of the future
but quietly following the Shepherd,
one step at a time.” from Streams in the Desert
Rich and I were blessed by the arrival of a new baby granddaughter, born on January 22.
The proud parents are our son Jacob and his wife Brittnee, and they named their first born daughter Lucy Adeline. She was 6 lbs, 12 oz. at birth and today at her check up she weighed 8 pounds, 4oz. I am completely smitten by her. She is perfectly healthy and a very pretty baby, so smart and bright. A marvel.
Brittnee had a c-section and I visited the hospital several times before they were discharged. I was especially thankful that Rich and I met her for the first time, together. He was so dear as he looked at every. single. stuffed animal in the hospital gift shop trying to find just the right one for Lucy; and while he didn’t fall in love with the idea of being a grandfather, he fell promptly in love with the very real and darling granddaughter herself.
Jacob and Brittnee are settling into their new role as parents like naturals and we are so proud of them. The had a baby and moved closer to home all in the same week, with good humor and grace. We love having them near.
As always, I am keeping my heart and eyes held wide open to the beauty around me, while also savoring each day’s hidden delights given for me and for me only, holding them close, to remember and thank God for….. over and over again. This is a personal journey to home, and yet we go there together on these precious golden pathways to glory, hand in hand with so much love. Welcoming new babies is a joy along the way. We love our little Lucy.
That old familiar ache of deep wonder over the gifts of time makes me feel alive like nothing else.
Prepare yourself for magic.
Good to be Home 