She didn't ask me for help. But I wondered... what is so interesting about putting a bunch of little pieces of plastic together?
She had been quiet for the longest time. It all seemed like work to me... but I had to know, what did she see in it?
And so I sat down at the table with grand-angel #1 and started to pick out some of the Lego pieces for her that she needed. These eyes ain't what they used to be but I did my best.
While she was busy reading instructions, I snapped one of the pieces that I had found into the place that it belonged. I was proud. She smiled big.
The hands are like the eyes. Not so swift any more. But still, I was finding that I could do it (with a little direction and encouragement from the nine-year-old).
"Grammy, we are spending quality time together and making something...together" she said.
My heart swelled.
Sometimes life gets so hectic and busy that we just forget what's important.
Sometimes we look at a big ol' bag of little tiny pieces of plastic and think... it's not worth the effort.
Sometimes we hear the words we need to hear that encourage us. And we become stronger, more self-confident and inspired.
We couldn't finish it all in one night, but when she returns, we have a mission... Scooby needs his car and we will not drop the ball. It can and will be finished!!
Short Stuff came to visit. She forgot to go home and ended up sleeping here all night. She shared cookies at night and pancakes in the morning. It was the best 24 hours I've had in a very long time.
And now I must rest. Gracie.