OUT OF THE MOUTHS OF BABES

I spent Thanksgiving day in Topeka with Pauls and Jonathans families. We had a great dinner and visit including an internet conference call with Deb, Angelas family and James during which we (the kids) blew out the candles on the shared birthday cake. It was an up day.
But Friday was not, for me at least, as I came down with a flu bug and was really sick. Thankfully it was a one day thing and I felt better and was able to come home on Saturday although very tired. Friday night was a restless sleep and Saturday morning I was slow in waking up. I could hear them in the dining room shushing the little ones to not make a lot of noise and wake up Grandma. I was barely aware when someone would peek around the corner to see how I was doing. Then I felt a small hand pat me on the hip where I was lying on the davenport and opened my eyes to see Isaacs concerned little face peering into mine. When he saw my eyes open he said, "Grandma, the sun is coming up again!" What profound words of wisdom from the lips of this sweet little boy and how much this Grandmas heart needed to hear them! For the last two months I had been feeling very down, sad and lonely and dreading the holidays without David beside me. Those seven simple words are going on a card on my fridge next to Davids picture.
YES, GRANDMA , THE SUN IS COMING UP AGAIN!