Moments Captured and Not Captured

Sometimes a camera isn’t necessary to capture a moment in your heart.

There was a lasting moment last weekend after my wife’s performance in Hope Summer Rep’s production of Always Patsy Cline. The memory of the occasion will last even though there’s only a few dark and blurry photographs of the moments immedieatly after. 

A bevy of family members had come into town for the show from several points on the compass. They included our grandchildren, eager to see Grandma T on stage. After the show the family fan club waited for my wife to appear and when she exited the theatre from the backstage door she was about a block away.

Our grandson saw her, and holding a bouquet of flowers took off running at a full gallop to greet her. As speedy as he was, the run seemed to last forever.

Now every adult had a camera on hand. But no one captured the run. Afterwards we all admitted that the length and speed of his running had us all holding our breath, afraid our sprinting grandson would take a tumble before he reached his grandma. 

He made it. In high style. The photo above shows him and his sister, (who eventually caught up at a slightly safer pace) giving their Grandma T big hugs. 

It’s a moment we all captured in our hearts, if not on video. It’s also one none of us will ever forget, but always share.

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Sunday Morning Reading

Taking a breath

It’s been a crazy whirlwind of emotions lately. A death in the family. Keeping up with the grandkids. Celebrating my wife’s latest theatre gig. With that, Sunday Morning Reading is on hiatus this week. 

Enjoy your Sunday, while I enjoy time with the grandkids. (If they don’t wear me out!)

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What A Day! What A Night!

That was some humdinger of a day and night yesterday. First up, we celebrated the grandson’s graduation from pre-school. 

We followed that up by taking the grandkids across the state of Michigan to see Hope Summer Repertory’s production of Always Patsy Cline, featuring their “Grandma T” playing Louise. We weren’t the only family there for that evening’s fun and celebrations, as others made their way in from Chicago.

Watching two youngsters (4 and 2) watch their grandma on stage was a delight for this cynical SOB of a grandpa, let me tell you. 

It was quite a day. And in many ways, the weekend and the crazy week ahead is just beginning. 

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Grand Weekend with the Grandkids

Grand time with the grandkids.

What a grand weekend! My daughter dropped off the grandkids for a sleepover with Grandpa and Grandma on Friday as she came into town to support our son-in-law in his job producing content for the Professional Fighters League. We had a blast keeping up with the kids, discovering the wonders of Grandpa’s house, and hanging out with their Mom and Dad and my wife’s mother. 

 

 Good times watching these two little ones on their journeys into bigger ones.