Archive for Tuesday, July 10, 2012

Aunt Norie’s Sewing Room

July 10, 2012

“Grandmas just talk better than moms do, but my new great-grandma talks even better,” the little one announced at the dinner table recently. The little guy added, “But I think that’s ‘cause she’s just too old to talk faster, and I can hear her faster.”

Aren’t we all amazed at what comes out of those little minds and hearts?

Another grandma was “stunned,” she said, when her 3-year-old granddaughter announced in a loud, clear voice, with a house full of company, as she stood looking up at Grandma’s microwave, “Grandma, you’d better cook some water in there so you can clean that mess out of there.”

Can’t you just feel for that child’s mother standing nearby? However, that is a good hint for cleaning and wiping out your microwave.

I’ve enjoyed just sitting on a beach watching the waves, the tide coming in and going out. I often think how, like life, the years and the generations, each wave is like a decade. The years of doing, the wave’s coming and going.

How smoothly, how quickly time passes. Yes, even problems can come with such violence, ripping and tearing like those giant waves, and so soon calmly roll on.

What really scares me, though, is when I realize how relaxed the world is over this monster, the computer. It is allowed to just stop anything, anywhere, our very way of life, it seems. And we, the world, just sit back, and wait. What has happened to the manual control factor?

Love and God bless you and yours.

— Aunt Norie, PO Box 265, Tonganoxie, KS 66086;


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