This week I baked cookies a lot. I made giant chocolate chip, peanut butter dipped & drizzled in chocolate, and soft molasses. Yum!
I also spent several hours writing. {delicious!}
A few years ago I started writing a book about my grandfather and his relationship with my firstborn daughter. Long before I was born he and his first wife had two beautiful baby girls. They both died before their second birthdays. Throughout the years, he was very quiet and never interacted much with me and my siblings and cousins. I had no idea why for years.
When my daughter was born, with a little encouragement, he held her.
He held her.
And that changed everything. They developed such a sweet bond.
His last two years of life were her first two.
He had more time with my daughter than he had with his own.
This is the story I am writing.
And when I needed a break this week, I baked cookies, and when I was ready for a break from cookies, I wrote.
And it was a sweet week indeed.
I wish you all a very sweet weekend.
