“Stay Beautiful, Golden Child” – a poem

A  departure for me. Poetry. Free verse. It seemed to pour out of a place that was quite clear about the fact that this post needed to be more along the lines of poetry. Our grandson, David, five years old, newly “graduated” from preschool yet still so completely sweet and vulnerable. Ready for school but not ready; at least not me, I’m not nearly ready. … Continue reading “Stay Beautiful, Golden Child” – a poem

Grandkids: packing a full week of action into twenty-four hours!

My job as Grandaddy Derek is to love David and Beks with the cumulative love of all these decades, to nurture them spiritually in ways I’m only now beginning to grow into, and to share with them the stories I couldn’t possibly have known thirty years ago because I had yet to live them. Continue reading Grandkids: packing a full week of action into twenty-four hours!