I change at night..I turn fretful...worried and worried and missing my man.
Tonight it is the dash!!
Maybe I am missing a dash...Do I have one?
My man had a huge dash...am I in his shadow...
Is there time left for me to make a dash??
Enough, Mrs. O'Quilts...Goodnight Mrs. O'Quilts!!
The school counselor has a brand new big shot job.
She has loved our kids and they have loved her.
Tonight the grands colored potholders for her.... to say thanks.
They picked out their own backings..hilarious...
Dylan picked racoons and Lynsey picked Christmas trees.
You have made a difference in our lives.
Here I am....Still...I am here.
I Love You Grievers
...Goodnight
