Wednesday, October 25, 2006
Wyatt James Toombs is my middle grandchild, my oldest grandson and a great little buddy!
I snapped this more than "close up" of him while the two of us were out back in my garage "buildin'" and "fixin" stuff.
I love these times with my grandchildren.
Of course, we had found the time to take a break or two for a cookie snack (note the condition of Wyatt's mouth--clear evidence of our mutual love of cookies!).
I'm not sure why, possibly it is my advancing age, but whenever I am with these amazing children, I think about two other things:
1) all of the other children and grandchildren of all the other parents and grandparents across the country and around the world, and
2) the future all of these children will face and with which they will have to deal.
Both thought tracks tend to sober me up.
No one has ever had sweeter, better, more wonderful grand kids than me! As soon as I feel or say something like that, I know that I've lost my crazy, grand dad mind again.
Weird how that works.
That assessment is both completely true, at least for me, and completely false, if I am talking to you and you are a grandparent too!
The grander truth is simply that every child is a treasure worthy of our best efforts at crafting a better and more wonderful world today.
The future is important because of the sacred nature of every life. People matter more than anything else.
What we do today, those battles we fight and those issues we address, will largely determine the kind of world our little ones inherit from us.
Wyatt, Gracie and, now, little Owen force these important thoughts on my heart, mind and soul.
Lots to live for here and out your way as well.
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