GRANDCHILDREN - A KIND OF DO-OVER

One of the nice things about grandkids is the freedom they bring

Not that I ever felt particularly hampered by my own two kids

But the responsibilities are different with the new batch.

I’ve always known I’d throw myself under a bus for any of them

It’s just a given, but, what joy to learn I can watch all the movies

I didn’t have time for when my kids were growing up

And listen intensely when my granddaughter tells me her visions

I don’t remember so many things from my own kids’ childhood

We always seemed so busy, and I was so tired. True, I was ill much

of the time. Maybe that’s why this do-over is such a gift.    

 

THINKING AND PONDERING AND WONDERING ABOUT THE BODY MIND CONNECTION, FOR "F'S" SAKE

For “F’s” Sake WAS HOW THIS STARTED

France, a country with whom I fell in love, remains high on my list of favourite spots (and is also a place my body and soul are content)

Fudge, especially maple and butterscotch, tickles my tastebuds unbearably (and are flavours that I actually at times, yearn for)

Fireplace nights when the temperature outside is Arctic cold feel especially warm (and not even an electric heater warms my body like my wood-burning fireplace with birch-logs flaming high)

Feeling loved, cherished, and feeling that all is well – fine times. (Again, body and soul -- mind/body connection -- it all comes down to this, it does.)