Granddaddy, she says with a twinkle,
was another of those crusty curmudgeons with a
marshmallow center that I dearly loved.
And he loved me, too.
I enjoyed teasing with him and being with him
and he is the one that gifted me with my special chair.
. . . . . .
Mommie Schrommie is a dear wise soul
that I am so grateful to still be in contact with.
She was the first *woman!* priest I ever met
and she challenged me in many (other) ways.
She supported and loved me thru
many a difficult day.
It still touches me so that,
even when I wasn't one of her official flock,
she took me right in to the home of her heart
and loved me as her own.
And she still does.
Blessed be.
💛 . 🕯 . 💙
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