And if it is, triple blessing to you, my dear.
Saturday, January 15, 2011
I spoke with my grandfather this afternoon by phone. My grandfather. His voice. Our shared presence. I was looking out the window onto snow-covered everything and a fox passed through the yard....and then came back toward the house as my grandfather said, "God bless you" and I said it back, and the three of us went on to do other things, triple blessed if that is such a thing.