The last week of April is one of my favorite weeks of the year for at least two reasons – it is the week of my late, maternal Grandmom Margie’s birthday – and it is the week tulips are in full bloom in my yard. I am not sure Grandmom Margie ever planted a tulip garden, but she did plant this poem in my mind years ago,
“Tulips in the garden. Tulips in the park. No tulips are sweeter, than two lips…
The last week of April is one of my favorite weeks of the year for at least two reasons—it is the week of Grandmom Margie’s, my maternal grandmother, birthday, who is in heaven, and it is the week tulips are in full bloom in my yard. I am not sure Grandmom Margie ever planted a tulip garden but she did plant this poem in my mind years ago—
“Tulips in the garden. Tulips in the park. No tulips are sweeter,…
The text came to me but the desired parent at the moment was my husband.
“Is Dad busy?”
“Hang on, let me get him for you.”
We often laugh at the “division of labor” that has evolved with our almost 21 year old son. I get the calls and texts that are relationship driven. Bill oversees the scientific and technology department. The two guys can talk for hours about the next computer upgrade or apps they share on their iPhones. And since William changed his major to Pharmacy, thus following in his father’s…
Spring has sprung! It has, right? Well, the calendar says it has and Easter has come and gone and even though the wind is still blowing cold, it seems like everyone has a bit of “spring” in their step these days. Something about spring just makes us feel young again. No matter that later this year that same calendar will remind us we are another year older, right now with the sun streaming through the windows, Sheryl and I feel a little bit like kids. To celebrate Spring and…