Summertime, and school is out. My grandson is here with me daily, a source of delight, laughter, and often the refrain: “I’m so bored!” I found him lying in the middle of my bed, watching gaming videos on his phone. I requested he feed the chickens when he got a chance. His response to this was: “I’m trying to have a life here.”
That produced gales of laughter in me, because as a writer, a mother, grandmother, daughter who has care of her elderly mother, a homeowner, I thought: “I’m trying...
Published on July 25, 2017 09:42