Sunday, July 27, 2008
Hearing the Bells
On Friday, I picked S. up from Summer Camp. As we were walking out, a church was playing its bells to signify the hour of 12:00 had begun. I said to S. that Grandma Debbie, my mom, always loved hearing church bells. S. then turns to me and asks, "Can Grandma Debbie still hear the bells?" I said to him with tears in my eyes,"I think she can S.; I think she can."
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Oh wow, kthat's a tear-jerker moment. I think it's so sweet that the boys think about their grandmother. :)
I got chills when I read this.
That was so sweet what your son said. Sometimes I look for a sign that's my mother signaling me.. I know it sounds crazy but you can relate.
Sorry about your big gulp. My husband drinks energy drinks and dunkin donuts has them.. Well, I got him one and he spilled it all over inside our rider truck. He was so angy.
My daughter keeps telling us stuff about my BIL who passed away.
I'm off to new in a couple weeks, I cannot esacpe this 104 degree weather with a hot heat index.
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