I’m taking a writing class! Isn’t that exciting! I think so! Thanks to my dad…since he signed me up. I guess it helps to have connections, you know. 😉
If ever you want to take a writing class, may I recommend writers.com?
Anyway, I thought I’d share my first assignment here:
Assignment 1 10/31/11
I spent the day with my niece. My niece. I love to be with her. I love to look at her and see glimpses of my brother (her father) and sister and father and mother in her. I love that we have the same initials and that she’s old enough now to think that’s pretty cool too. I love to hear her say she wishes I lived nearer – because I know that means she loves being with me as well. There’s nothing like knowing we are family – forever united by the same blood that courses through our veins – and our fathers’ veins and their fathers’ veins. We have history.
It’s Papa’s birthday today. He’s been gone almost two years now and I still miss him. Growing up, I thought he was one of the most amazing men that ever lived. I still do. I loved him deeply. He was my step-grandfather. We shared no common blood, and I don’t look like him. But we are family – forever united by the love that coursed through our hearts. We have history.