I told myself not to miss it.
I made a mental note to take notice.
There would be time.
I just had to remember to look down.

The car I drive now was bought after I was side swiped on a country road.
The driver hit me and drove off.
My mini van was drive-able but was dented all along the driver’s side.
I was so thankful that none of my grandchildren were with me that day.

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We are waiting for some furniture to be delivered.
The new furniture will go in our family room.
The old furniture will go into our finished basement.
A lot of moving around will be happening in a few hours.

The old furniture is leather; the new furniture is leather.
Leather lasts and lasts.
Our current furniture was bought when our youngest daughter was four years old.
She is now almost twenty-seven years old.

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The challenge was on.
The cartoon-ish nature of the piece made me take notice.
The drawing of two feet made me wonder what this was all about.
I read it skeptically.

How smart is your right foot?
I guess there are some things the brain cannot handle.

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It was a Grandma Day.
I like to have one-on-one time with my grandchildren.
This day was the first Grandma Day for a special little almost two-and-a-half-year-old.
It was a big deal to her to go in Grandma’s car all by herself.

I told my daughter that I would be over at 9:30am.
I planned to take this little sweetheart to a coffee shop to get her favorite doughnut.
Then, I planned to take her shopping for one special thing (her choice) and a new dress.
I think I was as excited as she was for our time together.

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I saw it on my morning walk.
A chalk pavement picture drawn on a driveway.
I know the house; I know that there are four children living there.
I tried to guess which one drew the picture.

The picture was a large flower.
A happy flower, I would say.
Large daisy like petals, with a long stem and green leaves.
The flower covered the width of the driveway.

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My daughter took the picture.
My granddaughter is standing in the back yard.
She is looking up at the sky.
Even though she is in profile, I can see the big smile on her face.

I followed her gaze with my eyes.
She was holding the string of a kite.
The kite, even on this hot day, was high above the trees.
I know she wanted this particular kite for a while.

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I went into the little market.
I stop there weekly to pick up a few organic things I purchase there.
I could go through the market with my eyes closed.
I know where the things are that I routinely buy.

I can zip in and out in less than ten minutes.
It’s not that I’m on a time crunch.
I just that I know what I want and where to find it.
I know the cashiers from my frequent visits there and they know me.

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Life becomes interesting when you find yourself acting out a scenario from a children’s book.
If you have been around young children,  you know about this book.
If you have been around young children, you have most likely read this book to them.
If You Give A Mouse A Cookie is now being read to my grandchildren.

If you give a mouse a cookie, he’s going to ask for a glass of milk.
When you give him the milk, he’ll probably ask you for a straw.
The story builds from one thing to another.
It is a progression that children find amusing.

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Our family loved playing board games.
We still do, when we’re all together and when there is a chunk of time.
Some games I will play as well.
Some games I prefer to watch from afar.

I remember when I went from one child to two children.
I remember putting the baby up for a nap and having time with my older daughter.
My intentions were good.
However, early mornings and night feedings brought on a midday sleepiness.

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n honor of the tenth anniversary of Whispers Of His Movement, on March 6, I am sharing my second Whisper published in 2012. This is a personal story that is still a tender memory.

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