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First Fish!

First Fish!

One of my greatest joys involves spending time with my grandchildren. Two live in Kansas City and the other three live in Virginia. Obviously, I don’t see them everyday, or every week or month. However, this grandmother needs her “grandchildren fix” as often as possible.

My hubby and I look forward every summer to spending vacation time with our sons and their families. This is when “making memories” takes place. Christmas or Thanksgiving is another making memories occasion. An invitation to spend a week with Grandma and Grandpa finds its way to both Kansas City and Virginia each summer. Last year three grandsons caught their first fish with Grandpa!  Spending time with these five precious gifts  fills my heart with hope and excitement every time an opportunity arises. 

These occasions seem fewer lately as the boys participate in sports and scouting. Soon one joins the “junior high” phase, and I know I’ll see even less of him then. Friends become more important than family eventually. It’s part of the social nature of junior high students.

So how often do you spend time with family? Do you see these times as “making memories” opportunities, or do you dread joining together with family? Time flies quickly as “life is a vapor” says James in the Bible (4: 13-15). For this grandmother, I plan to buy up all the opportunities I can to impact and enjoy my grandchildren’s lives. Let me hear from you on this topic, please. Thank you for coming by.

About thehopebeacon

Wecome to my blog! I am a Christian wife, mother, and grandmother who wants to share my lifetime experiences with those who share the same interests and roles. I served as an educator for twenty-one years as both a classroom teacher and an Instructional Services Consultant. Most recently I chose to write children's books. This new path as an author led me to create this website. I seek to inspire, uplift, encourage, and advise those who come here who share common interests or life experiences as myself.
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