Unsuspecting boy playing in sand. Dad 10 feet away.
Unsuspecting boy hollers for his brother to check out the “gold” in the sand. Dad gets an idea.
Unsuspecting boy continues digging for “gold”. Dad moves in for his move.
Unsuspecting boy bends further for more gold. Dad places foot in position for boy-tipping.
Boy lands, turns fast to see what knocked him over. Finds dad with mischievious “chase me” face.
Boy chases dad with handful of “gold” sand.
One of my greatest joys is watching my boys play together. All three of them.
Quieted,
Sheila
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Hey, I'm Sheila, glad you're here.
A little about me: I'm a 40-something woman, wife, mom, RN, soap maker and wannabe suburban homesteader. I think better when I write. I've kept a journal since I was 9 and started blogging over 10 years ago.
I'm introverted, but I love people. I'm curious but shy. I'm contemplative and easily distracted. I feel deeply and know numbness. I want to make things right and I'm learning to let go. I wax poetic sometimes and often don't know what to say. It's complicated.
It boggles me that I am Christ's and he is mine. I gaze into the heavens and the Heaven-Maker's words, remember the hard things, fight depression, and long for home and King.
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