This weekend I was visiting my daughter and her family. We were sitting around the dining room table having a meal.
My granddaughter was all excited about having company and was not too interested in eating her dinner. She was talking about everything under the son and there was no time for her to eat. She just wanted to tell us her thoughts.
Watching her, I thought of how innocent she is and how wonderful to watch this little girl be so involved in life.
She started moving around and fell off her chair. It was obvious to all of us that the only thing that was hurt was her feelings. She started crying and I removed her from under the table.
We went over to the rocking chair and I held her in my arms. We rocked back and forth and I whispered in her ear how much her “Nana loves you.” This went on for awhile. Then she was off on another venture, running to her next project.
For a few minutes, our hearts were one, but those tender few minutes will last for my lifetime.
