Three things about being a Gramma are a blessing.
The first is grandkids who love me. The second is grandkids who love me.
And the third is grandkids who love me.
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The challenge from trifecta: This weekend we are asking you to play around with the following quote:
Three things in human life are important. The first is to be kind. The second is to be kind. And the third is to be kind.
–Henry James
I’m a bit rusty.
That’s okay. It’s just like riding a bike. You’ll get it back in no time.
I sure hope so. I need this in a bad way.
I’ll take it slow. This won’t hurt.
I used to be really good you know.
I’ll bet you were. Here’s the on switch.
Lydia smiled at the blinking cursor and blogged her first words: I’m a bit rusty.
Just a bit of fun for trifecta this week. This is one week I am POSITIVE I won’t place . . . as I am one of the three guest judges. But, it was too fun to pass up.
My sistah-judges this week are Deana and Lessa. Do give them a lil love, too. And, then, go on over to trifecta and give us 33-333 words on RUSTY.
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It was not my first time here. I’d been left at the altar before. Not once, mind you. TWO beaus had run before walking down to meet me and the priest. I wonder . . .
for the Trifextra Wrtiting Challenge . . . 33 words inspired by third time’s the charm. These are mine. Where are yours?
And . . . be sure to check back for the next challenge Two other writers and I will be the judges for the week. Whoot!
Mama moose nurse babies in the middle of the road. Nearby farms have baby llamas and foals. My grands and I go to the beach.
Summertime Alaska is short, sweet, too soon gone.
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The news trickled in over the various feeds – local television news – local radio – and the all too familiar local gossip. Two people were found dead. Because of a recent divorce – because it is a murder suicide – the suspicions are that this is domestic violence related.
To anyone looking in they would appear to have been a happy couple, set to retire, loving and kind to each other. You would think that if you had not been the object of his wrath yourself. Inside you cheered when you heard she had divorced him. Inside you gave her a high five for finding the inner strength to move on and learn to live on her own after so many years.
Inside you winced when you heard the news of her death. The wounded child inside you sobbed for all the years wasted – the years ahead for their children and grandchildren who would miss them so terribly.
It would appear that I am grieving. Yes, those appearances are correct. But I am also MAD! I have called him names because of this. I have stooped low in doing so. And then the words of a psalm come to mind – the words of a hymn – the words of the Word – come to my mind and my heart calms.
It is not for me to judge. It is not for me to seek vengeance. It is enough that I can pray.
It would appear I can find peace.
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the trifecta challenge is to write using the third definition of:
APPEAR
1a : to be or come in sight
2: to come formally before an authoritative body
3: to have an outward aspect : seem
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The above? A true story. Sadly too true. Happened last night. The family is devastated. Your prayers are encouraged.
