Guide my hands to align my intellect with God's will. Focus.
I will be where my hands are.
Today marks five years since my Grandma Ruby's death. Next month will mean ten years without my Grandma Katherine. Along with my cousins and our parents, I still miss the comfort and dignity of their love. Living a life they could approve of is one of my stronger desires.
|Veronica Suzanne, our first November baby|
"what -- is that?"
"That's Stella, Gramma."
"Weyhll, you need to get rid of it."
That was at least twelve years ago, and I still laugh when I tell the story. Last night my husband said to my giggling recount, "...She was right."
But Stella's at my side this very moment, so my hands will guide the rest of me today --- every gesture increasing the distance from life with Oscar.