Monday, June 17, 2019
The good things in life are not always the big things, but the things that mean the most. I fell asleep on the sofa the other day and woke to find that someone had covered me up with a blanket, and turned off the TV. It was eerily quiet considering my grandchildren were home with me. Alivia had already been in her room when I'd drifted off, on her phone as usual. Found out my grandson, Mason had covered me, turned off the TV, and gone to his room so that nothing disturbed my nap. He's only eight and sometimes it just makes my heart swell at how sensitive and thoughtful he is.