Grandma..." do you have a shoe box?"
Just another quiet evening at home... me in my rocker
crocheting (scrubbies) and my hubby watching the
My cell phone rings.. and breaks the familar routine
of our quiet evening.
"Grandma... this is Bryson... do you have a shoe box?"
I told Bryson our 9yr. old 3rd. grader that I was sure we
could find one and he could come to our house
and get it. My husband inquired about the phone call and his eyes lit up ..
( we had a purpose.. we were needed )
We pulled our old bodies up and out of our nightly resting nest.. and journeyed to the closet.. at first we
really had to look... hopefully our grandson wasn't making the trip to our home for nothing.. ahh..
way to the back.. waiting for a purpose was a shoebox!
With in minutes the door bell rang and Bryson stood there with his blonde hair spiked and his big eyes looking at us .. like we're weird! My husband Charlie proudly handed him the shoe box. Byson gave us a hug and he was off to do his school project. We go back to our routine... me in my rocker and hubby in the recliner..... he looked over at me and said: "It's nice to be needed". one of the defination's of Need is: useful-desirable-obligation-useful.
I would like to thank all 22 of our grandchildren for giving us the tender moments of being needed.
It might not be a shoe box.. but I'm sure you have been needed by others. I'm postive that you have been a blessing to others by the acts of your kindness and genersority. You all have your own stories and I hope we will be able to add many more stories as the the years pass by. Thank you for being the kind person you are and thank you for letting me share my shoe-box!.