The kindergartners in one of the classes at the elementary school where my beloved's mother teaches third grade are apparently studying transportation. On one bulletin board, black construction paper cutouts of VW Beetle-shaped cars are affixed to pages that say "my car is going..." Each child finished the sentence and drew a picture to match. A few of the cars were going to McDonald's or outer space or someplace equally exciting. Six of them, however, were going "home."
The centers in our elder lad's kindergarten classroom have a Halloween theme to them, but their pretend play center is called "home sweet home."
As the heart of this home, I pray that my loved ones -- the ones who spend many of their waking hours away from home (at least on weekdays), those who are here with me all the sometimes live-long day, and those who visit for a little or a long while -- may find this place to be one of refuge, peace, and joy.
chocolate granola
11 years ago
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