mrs617

why is it that I don't find it strange to find a white hair (in my head, my little literal readers), but find it extremely odd to find a jet black hair?

why is it that sometimes I can really smell my Meadow Mist Yankee candle tea lights that are on my dresser, and sometimes can't smell them at all?

I was looking today at some photos of me when I was a little chubby bundle of cuteness, and in an album given me by my Grandma Betty, I found a poem that my grandpa wrote for me for my seventh birthday (eep...twenty years ago!). It's in his handwriting too, which makes it even more sweet and precious (he died three years ago):

There is a little girl of a very special kind
As sweet a little girl as you'll probably ever find
She loves to have a lot of fun with book, and pen and toy
Yes that special little girl is named Holly Joy
When she comes down to see us we want her to know
She is very special and we really love her so
She is busy in the morning and busy the whole day through
And she really keeps agoing as there's so much to do
So always keep on smiling and read much from God's Word
And you'll always be happy as you lean upon the Lord.

--Clarence Tucker
July, 1985