Eight knees under my table

The banter and laughter was familiar and soothing. It came last night. The two we had prayed for since they were born, and even before…young men now. The “breaking of bread together.” It doesn’t come very often anymore. What a sound.

My “Wow J” came home from college for the day, and worked way up on that roof in the drizzle and full out rain. They worked side by side as father and son do. A comment here and a suggestion here…not a constant gabbing session that a couple of women would have. It’s a different thing. It’s a special way of men that I’ve observed around here. Being the only woman.

Maybe a short and meaningful conversation when mom was not around sneaking some pictures. A father and his younger one. Just the two of them. Doing what needs to get done. Talking when necessary. Not just for the enjoyment of it. That’s their way.

Later “Big A” came after work to help how he could. It was a short blessing in time. I treasure it in my heart. Like Mary did. Imprinted in my memory forever.

What is a special little blessing that you have experienced lately? Tell about it so we can share in the joy. Sometimes it’s the little things…

About Myrna Folkert

Myrna is an author who desires to use her gifts to glorify God. She's created this blog to tell stories of her childhood, musings about life, motherless daughters, grief and loss, faith in God, her family history, and facts about the Long QT syndrome. She also has a hearing condition called Tinnitus. Doing interviews with motherless daughters like herself are of great interest. Join in discussions by following this blog and commenting. She would love to hear your stories about life. Myrna is a Christ follower, wife, mother, sister, friend, aunt, and cousin. She was an elementary school teacher for 27 years; now works in her church, and a few other volunteer activities such as Hospice doing "Life Reviews" and Vigils. Myrna loves to read, write, listen to music, go to concerts, and take pictures. Her favorite pastime is boating with her husband near the beautiful shores of West Michigan.
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