She is reminding me to slow down and smell the roses before the winter of my life arrives.
Why is it such a struggle to balance productivity (read busyness) and simply enjoying the blessings He continues to pour out on me.
I tell myself "When the ________weekend comes the calendar will be clear and I will do nothing but nothing that day"
Somehow the calendar is full when that weekend arrives.
And then my grand daughter turns five and I wonder how that happened.
But I am enjoying our long conversations now. Grandma's little sweetheart. I need to book her into the calendar more often.