My Three Sons

Saturday afternoon, January 24 My Three Sons (which fellow baby boomers remember this show starring Fred MacMurray?), two granddaughters and I are gathered at Club 55.  The Heyco women are attending our soon to be third daughter-in-law hens’ party, which began at a Newtown Vietnamese restaurant called ‘Rice Paper’.  Our youngest marries next Saturday, January 31, which is Barbara and my 39th wedding anniversary.

On this hot, summer afternoon, our grandchildren were entertained at Club 55 by playing with the toys inside, climbing the stairs and crawling around Grandma’s bed looking at items in the panels of the quilt (made for us by a friend who is coming from the US for the wedding).  They finished the afternoon by playing in the little portable clam-shaped pool we have bought.

I then hosted dinner at Pizza Da Noi, a local and popular new restaurant.  I thought I was in heaven sitting with my three sons and my two granddaughters.  They loved the little entrées, pizza and gelato.  Everyone left contented.

Returning home I could not imagine a more wonderful moment.  I am so blest by a close and loving family.  It certainly fills DHC with Hope!

Good Start to 2015

This morning (Monday 12 January), Barbara and I saw my oncologist, Dr Kate.  The blood test shows my cancer remains dormant with indicators showing my liver is functioning normally.  So, I am booking a three week trip to Uganda from mid February to early March.  My main aim during this visit will be to work on infrastructure planning in both Canaan and Bezallel Schools.

On Tuesdays and Thursdays one of our granddaughters spends the day here at Club 55.  Barbara takes wonderful care of them.  Last Tuesday one of them awoke too early from her after lunch sleep.  I went into the room, picked her up from the cot and she snuggled deep into my chest.  I stood there for a while deciding what I would do.  I chose to lie down on the bed.  As the photo shows, she fell asleep lying upon me.  We spent about three quarters of an hour on the bed sleeping about half the time and the other half lying on our backs watching the ceiling fan turn.  We went downstairs where she spent another half hour lying on Barbara watching the TV.  So, she caught up on her sleep!  It was a special afternoon.