I find myself in shock every time I hear of someone I know, someone my age, passing away. Death doesn’t feel like something someone my age has to consider. I feel saddened and angry, as though they have been robbed of some of the best years of their lives. Every time I see an obituary for someone I once knew, I find myself wondering if they were happy with the life they lived. I wonder if they would have had regrets or had wishes of a different life. I wonder about the void they are leaving in this world. I wonder about the people they leave behind and what those people would say about them.
Baked raspberry donuts paired with an awesome story sounds like a fun afternoon to me! I am such a fan of Laura Numeroff books. IF YOU GIVE A DOG A DONUT is written in the irresistible tradition of the “If You Give…” series. The boy in the story gives the dog a donut which leads him into asking for some apple juice. When he asks for more and there isn’t any, he wants to make his own. The apple reminds him of a baseball, so of course he wants to play! One thing leads to another, and much like motherhood, the list of his needs continues on and on until the story comes full circle (and the little boy is exhausted)!
The summers of childhood are some of the best you’ll ever have. Remember how awesome they were? You looked forward to them all school year, counted down the days, and when the bell finally rang on that last day of school, it happened: freedom.
