Saturday morning is pouring down rain, cold, gray. James is over to play. He and Jean are in her bunk bed fort turning the Christmas lights inside on and off, then at the sink in the bathroom, playing with the weird, gelatinous balls called ORBIES. Jean understands what Orbie’s are; I don’t. I am catching up on QuickBooks, worrying about money, returning emails, folding laundry, grateful for their laughter through the wall.
A wonderfully written short story, encapsulating truth, wisdom, and even a potential for a song, Yes or No?
Thank you for sharing. One of the hardest things to understand is that it is okay to say no for adults as well as children.
Jean is a VERY lucky little girl. What a wise and wonderful mama. Our yes’s, no’s, and struggles with saying no are closely aligned. Now if only I had an ounce of your other talents. 😘 You have such a gift for painting a vivid picture. I felt like I was sitting in that kitchen with you. Plus I desperately need a haircut. 😂
Tift, your observations and gift of story are a treasure. Some how, for a moment, my soul is full. Thank you for sharing.
Love the interaction you two have! It’s being modeled here at home too with open dialogue on anything. Good results so far x2!
A true gem. Jean should write the next one -- and give it away, of course.
Hope you both are well.