mothers day

Part of the bouquet of flowers that came in from a couple of wonderful daughters.

time to go

It is time to go home.

It is wonderful to visit grandkids and their families. In the last few days we have seen 3 or our daughters and 8 or our 11 grandkids. Not bad for this time of year.

But I finished reading the book I brought, and I have written as much in my journal as I can, and I have done a good bit of internet research.

So, obviously it is time to go home.

It is spring, the garden is growing but the weeds grow a time or two faster than the veggies. The weather has been cool so the plants should be in good shape, but still it is time to go home.

Sooner than I might wish it is going to be time for some of us to go to the big home, tht is not a day I look forward to.

Each year my grandkids get older, I seem to get older too.

It has been 9 years since Miriam was diagnosed. I was thinking that one day that it would be so nice to be closer to one of our daughtes, but at the rate we are going that will be when we are old and infirmed, and it is possible that those little grandkids will be gone off to live their lives.

So, it is good to go home, I think.

Alan the graduate

Someone asked: Where did Alan get his brains. I answered quickly: From his grandfather. They all laughed.

home school graduation

My third grandson graduated from high school.

The oldest one took his GED and went to college, the next has serious learning disabilities, so Alan was number one.

He has been 12 years in home school, and the graduation was of 6 students, all home schooled. Some of the grads had not met each other before.

It was a good service. The kids were amazingly talented. Grandson gave a good speech about Thomas Edison who was a home schooler, and how quoted him as saying all you need to invent is a pile of junk and imagination!

One couple, parents of a graduating child, are our age, early 70’s. They birthed a family, raised them, adopted a second family and raised them and this girl, who they adopted when she was 12, is part of the third generation of their children.

Imagine such people. Super good people who are doing well with these kids. I was astonished and pleased. Older adoptions are tough, but this girl, and her parents, seemed confident and well adjusted.

The church where the service was held, (the pastor’s daughter was among the graduates), was full with a couple hundred people honoring these kids who finished their tasks at hand.

Afterward their was a good meal. Three of our daughters were there, it was a small family reunion.

I was so pleased with it all. Good kids, great parents, and a fine afternoon.