My dad loved India and part of why I’ve come is to see why. It becomes clearer every day. Continue reading A pilgrimage of my own
My son-in-law and I disagree on some very important things, although I have forgiven him for breaking my toe, dropping my daughter’s hope chest on it. But I have learned to love him. Continue reading celebrating a son-in-law
And it reminded me again of how I want to love them. I want to love them by loving their parents.
Yes, they will all get the attention they need from me. I will read them books and buy them toys. I’ll even buy them some savings bonds, although it would be nice if there were safer investments. They call me Santa, after all.