Seems we have a little problem occurring in our area. Somebody is stealing packages and other items on our mail route.
Breaks my heart. I was a little excited over the idea of my yard varmint sending me pics of Grand-girl wearing one particular - really cute - bright pink cardigan sweater.
Glad we shipped it right to her house.
I won it on eBay for her. It was brand new - coming from Louisiana.
Yeah - I know. Texas is right next door to Louisiana. So - why buy a sweater and have it come all the way to Tennessee - just to send it all the way back to - Texas?
‘Cuz it was for Grand-Girl. I don’t ever get to enjoy time with her. We live so far away from each other.
It’s not about the price I paid for having something come to my house before sending it all the way back in the direction from whence it came - and then some.
I wanted to - at least - have some fun wrapping it up in pretty gift wrap - with ribbon and a bow - and putting it in the bigger box that I ended up having to send without it.
Visions of her little hands tearing into that ribbon and gift wrapping paper - stolen from me.
Pics of her wearing that sweater on a chilly day - stolen from me.
Something warm and cozy that Meemaw Treesie had held in her arms for a moment before wrapping it up - which would travel all the way to Grand-Girl and carry a hug for her - to feel every time she would wear it….
Stolen from Grand-Girl.
Bet I know what would be on Daddy's mind if he were here when all this came down.
Same thing that's on PawPaw D-Wayne's mind.... ;)