My sincere thanks goes out to each and every one of you for your support and concern. After reading everyone's post I have felt better today? After the first month I was a member here of the forum I knew this forum was much more than just a place to seek free knowledge for a new hobby. I found out very quickly that it was and is a place to meet and talk to wonderful individuals from here and around the world.
Butcher, those grand's are growing like weeds, I think that there's something in the food the children eat anymore nowadays? They both just left the house, my grandson Dayton, has this golf cart that looks like a dragster. He also drives it like one. Thank goodness it will not run like one. He wanted a 4-wheeler but I stopped that in it's tracks. I caused a big fuss but I stood my ground! My Pastor, Son-in-Law finally came around, after showing him some statistics of how many young children gets killed or hurt badly on 4-Wheeler's. You know the reason I had to do that Butcher. After the lose of one of these precious gems given to us, I will not take the risk, ever! There are just too many accidents with the 4-wheeler's involving children that concerns me. Especially children who drive like I once did in my youth. Which my grandson only know's one speed, pedal to the metal!!! I guess it's in the gene's passed down from PAPA. It was sure in my blood, 440 Hemi Cuda, Super Sports Chevelle's that muscle car fever lasted for far too long in my life. Then came the Motor Cycle craze which did kill me for a short period of time until the Dr.s fried me with the paddles. I could not walk or move for days after that. Every muscle in my body turned into cement, that's what it felt like anyway. That is when Mrs. Parker put her foot down and I had to sell everything I had.
Now, the little Angel, now she is 6 years old. Of course she has to see her Papa every single day. Even if just for a few minutes. If I am laying down she comes in to my bedroom and gives me a big hug and a kiss, and of course, (I love you PAPA). Crawls in beside me and says she wants to cuddle for a while. I looked out the window today and she was dragging a snow man in a snow sled. She drug it up on the front porch and plugged it in. She says, now Santa can see you Christmas Eve night. What wonderful magic memories she brought back to me by her actions today. I fear it will be her last magic Christmas, I think she already knows but just knows how to play along also? She has already asked why Santa only worked on her playhouse when she was gone or in bed? In a few years she will go as my Grandson is going, his own friends and things to do. Much more fun than hanging around with a broken down old man. But this is normal and I expected it, I even encouraged it, so no surprises there.
Both of them are sharp as pins, I am so thankful for their good health, mentally and physically. When I get the time I will send you a picture of them. It makes me feel so sad for you to know you will never be able to experience grandchildren. For me personally, I am enjoying my grands more so than I did my own children. Reason being, that I don't feel the need to make them toe the line as I did my children. In my case, I really do enjoy my grand's more. Don't get me wrong, I am not saying I love them more than my own, but just as much as I did and do my own. What I am trying to say is, I can enjoy them more, but love them the same.
How about I stick them in a box and mail them to you for a few days. After a few hours with both of them together, I may get them back, mailed by way of express overnight,Guaranteed delivery by 10:00 A.M.!
Thank you so Much Everyone!
Oneal