These pictures were taken just before she left.
I'm not being disturbed now, because no one is here clamoring for my attention. I have worked unhampered for two days now, but why is it that I feel empty?
It is just like something significant is missing...
But of course- something significant is missing - my granddaughter is not here.
Now I realize, I miss her. Her sudden jumps at my lap , catching me unaware; her " Lola, my dede, I want my dede" (When she wants her feeding bottle), in the middle of my paperwork;
Her " My feet aches, Lola, here..." and she would not stop crying until I attend to her.
I miss her gaily laughter and vibrant shouts.
I miss Sheena.
Whatever Ever Happened to Censorship on TV?
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Our children are exposed to a violent culture on TV: people slapping one
another during confrontations; women pulling each other’s hairs instead of
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