On this last day of the year I’m far from my St. Louis home still in the dry desert here. It’s black as Santa’s coal out my guest bedroom window here. When I open it to breathe in the fresh air “SWOOSH” it feels as cold as his North Pole.
Stretching my neck to free nightly pillow kinks, I cock my head this way or that. If I slip out the window a tall Saguaro cactus will surely catch me, OUCH! I see a prickly tumbleweed ball blowing down the dark dusty street, and hear the haunting howl of a lone coyote near the rocky mountain base. God’s country.
What a year we’ve all had. Children have grown, others have wed, babies were born, some became sick, and a few have left the nest. Back in St. Louis…… my heart melted when a wee hand clasped mine to say a simple seven letter word in her sweet voice aloud, “Grandma.”
While I’ve been here a “present” arrived. It was a surprise. A square white box with a pink printed sticker from a bakery, no less! My cell phone rang. It was my son. “Face-Time” it said. The small colored screen suddenly came “alive.” There he was with my daughter-in-law, too. Something was “different” this time. Something in their eyes, in their secret, silly smiles.
My son told me to, “Grab a kitchen knife, to open the box.” I did what he said. Inside was a beautiful cream-colored frosted cake with pink and blue polka dots. On the top it read, “It’s a …………..”
With much anticipation I sliced into the lovely decorated cake to see what “color” the cooked batter might be. While my son and his dear wife looked on from states far away (thanks to technology), they saw my reaction in “real” time. There it was. Inside the frosting, a moist cake of baby blue! I was overwhelmed. I cried a tear or two. I’m “expecting” my first grand-son sometime next May. What a “New Year” for me to look forward to!!
Happy New Year to You, Be Healthy the Whole Year Through, and May All Your Dreams Come True.