It all started with a little dog named Dixie...you see I was supposed to be "Grammy" to all my grandbabies...and I guess you could say I was for a while...except for the fact that, at the time, my 'grandbaby' had 4-legs:-)
Then along came Daniel, my son's firstborn, and (Bless His Heart) he could not form the sound of the hard G...and thus began the Adventure!
Tuesday, June 10, 2008
Losing Control
May 2, 2008
I am flying in a whirlwind of doctors, nurses, choices. What happens now? Choices? Not really. There is only one choice.