No matter how many hours there are in a day, I just can't get everything I want to be accomplished done. While at my grandbaby's house this weekend, I spent as much time as I could being the doting grandma, which means there was little time to write but I do have stories of these few days worth telling. Isn't that the purpose of enjoying life living moments?
Tonight I store my memories of my grandbaby in my heart to reflect upon when I return home to Long Island and start to miss her.
For the next few slices, you may be hearing some grandbaby stories that are memorable to me. For now, as I nod off, I will remember the place of gratitude in my life.
Day 25 of 31 days of writing
March Slice of Life Story Challenge