Dear Reader,
Like a lot of people this time of year, I've been under a lot of stress lately--busy, busy, busy. It's all good stuff, but nevertheless it's taking a lot out of me. When I get to feeling worn out, I long for a place to go where someone who cares, is waiting to pamper me. When I was a kid, I always felt that way when I spent some time with my Grandma and Grandpa Hale.
Every morning at Grandma's house I'd wake up to the smell of freshly scrambled eggs with bacon, toast and homemade jam--made from berries she grew in her backyard. Grandma’s freezer always had New York Vanilla ice cream in it, and if I wanted some for a breakfast dessert, no problem.
A trip to Grandma's house also meant I'd go home with at least one new pair of shoes. Walking down Main Street with Grandma, when we'd get to the shoe store I'd always pause and take a long look in the store window. Our conversation at that point was always the same. We each knew our parts by heart.
Grandma: "Suzanne, do you think you need a new pair of shoes?"
Me: "Well, I think I could use another pair. Those right there look pretty nice." And into the store we'd go.
I miss my Grandma and Grandpa Hale, but I'm left with wonderful memories I can revisit anytime I need some special TLC…and I think that's just what I'm going to do today.
Thanks for reading with me. It's so good to read with friends.
Suzanne Beecher
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