I went swimming with my family yesterday. When my Grandson arrived at the Hotel I swam a lap with him. It was the first time I had ever actually swam with ‘Tai. I’ve spent hours in little pools with him over the years, but swimming wasn’t included.
Pool side conversations of past, present and future were plentiful. My mom told me of a conversation my sister had with someone, a statement regarding who would love her and care for her if my mom and dad passed from this life. My mom told her that I would. And I will. My parents are a year from their 70’s. Rosie is 15.
I told my grandson that I would be over soon to spend the day with him. I miss being with him. I need to go see my sons new place too.
What I need to do first though is see my mom again later this afternoon or evening as they’re staying another night in order to spend time with my step brother today. They’re at Church right now. They do that even when they’re away from home.
I’ve always said a prayer over food, even if it’s a silent one. My mom always says one for everyone at a table whether those people pray or not because she doesn’t want the devil sitting down to eat with her. It’s both hilarious (I mean no disrespect) and quite serious because now I can’t eat because of that most scary image implanted in my mind. I must pray differently now before taking a bite. lol Truth.
I wish you all a beautiful day.