Special

This was a great weekend! We had the grand kids overnight on Friday, for no special reason, but it was special for us. What fun they are to be around. Before taking them home on Saturday, we decided to check out the airport, having heard several planes in the area but unfortunately, we didn't get to see any take off or land. It was extremely cold up on the hill and although it is spring, signs of the winter remain. Looking out of our window to the back wood, much snow lingers, while all the neighbors are snow free, as just about everyone else is. We seem to get it all. Signs of life are present if you look for them, like the pussy willows that have sprouted, and are a welcome sign of the wonder to come. The bush is one that I planted many years ago, from the tray of freshly cut willows placed with daffodils on the feast day of Holy Cross. We celebrated that feast day today, and then we went out to lunch on a wonderful sunny afternoon, which could have much warmer. Soon it will be time for vacation and I can't wait to be at the beach soaking in the sun, while walking the shoreline. Life is special and sometimes things happen, unexpectedly, like tonight, for no reason at all, my husband gave me a bouquet of roses. Love is what gives life meaning. It's those little special things that we do for one another, just because. He is a very sweet and special man. I'm lucky to have him in my life. Love springs eternal....