The hills in the Hielands are bonnie,
Wi' the licht an' the shadow at play;
An' the winds that mak' redder the heather
Far up on the cliff an' the brae.
The white clouds are floatin' abune them,
Like snawdrifts that never can fa',
The hills in the Hielands are bonnie,
The hills in the Hielands are braw!
--Alexander Anderson (1845-1909)
The Scottish Saltire
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
Belated Wishes
Yesterday was Wade and Sarah's 14th anniversary! Happiness in a family is contagious. Yours spills over to us all. Big hugs to you both and here's to growing old together!
Wow! Time really flys... and thank God there are kids around to give us some sense of the time passing: Teething; walking; talking; Diapers; learning to blow their nose; school; swimming; operating remote controls; going to school; reading; shopping; losing and getting new teeth.... all those firsts... And so many more to come. But we know that when the kids leave the nest, It'll be the two of us standing on the porch, arm in arm, waving. That's not that far away, and it's a comfort to know that at the end of the day, there are loving arms to land in. Growing old can be a peaceful, easy, and welcoming feeling.
2 comments:
Thank you, Connie!
Thanks for your warm thoughts and words. =o)
Wow! Time really flys... and thank God there are kids around to give us some sense of the time passing:
Teething; walking; talking; Diapers; learning to blow their nose; school; swimming; operating remote controls; going to school; reading; shopping; losing and getting new teeth.... all those firsts... And so many more to come.
But we know that when the kids leave the nest, It'll be the two of us standing on the porch, arm in arm, waving. That's not that far away, and it's a comfort to know that at the end of the day, there are loving arms to land in. Growing old can be a peaceful, easy, and welcoming feeling.
We are all so blessed. :o)
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