From my personal journal
My granddaughter brings me a sigh of relief.
First, because she was not named Schlotsky, as my son always said growing up.
That is another story for another day... Maybe...
Keep in mind, I knew my son's name would be Matthew before I had a driver license!
Instead, he and my new daughter, Lakelyn, carried my and Matthew's middle name to the third generation.
As we have all experienced those latter rains when the day needs some cooling off, but no one wants to get drenched.
That easy rainfall; It refreshes and lifts the spirits and you usually don't expect it when it comes.
It brings a smile when you get caught in it.
Maybe even a quiet laugh.
Sometimes, it can take your breath and make you sigh as you wonder whether you will need an umbrella.
She is beautiful.
She makes you fall in love or at least remember what it is like to.
She is ahead of her time.
She is a miracle.
My granddaughter brings me a sigh of relief.
First, because she was not named Schlotsky, as my son always said growing up.
That is another story for another day... Maybe...
Keep in mind, I knew my son's name would be Matthew before I had a driver license!
Instead, he and my new daughter, Lakelyn, carried my and Matthew's middle name to the third generation.
Ezra Rain.
It was a relief...As we have all experienced those latter rains when the day needs some cooling off, but no one wants to get drenched.
That easy rainfall; It refreshes and lifts the spirits and you usually don't expect it when it comes.
It brings a smile when you get caught in it.
Maybe even a quiet laugh.
Sometimes, it can take your breath and make you sigh as you wonder whether you will need an umbrella.
She is beautiful.
She makes you fall in love or at least remember what it is like to.
She is ahead of her time.
She is a miracle.
She *is* my EZ-Rain.
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