Friday, May 15, 2009

The Passing of Time

For a thousand years in Your sight are like yesterday when it is past, And like a watch in the night.
Psalm 90:4

My days of watching Troy are completed. I'm not sure where the past 2 1/2 years have gone, but the job is now done. Years ago I had other little people in my house. These four spent their days playing together over twenty years ago when we first moved to Williamson. In fact, Charlie and Bethany fed Lincoln Log roof slats into the cool air returns together. (We got them back when had the furnace ducts cleaned...) It seems there have always been small people in my house. It will seem strange to have no Troy just as it seemed strange when the others no longer arrived each morning. They all left behind fond memories and funny stories.

This morning Hannah and I took Troy and headed back up town to the laundromat. (I told you moving the appliances is no easy job.) I thought it wise to wash the clothes before the Apple Blossom Festival took over the town parking lot and we finished just in time. When we left the lot was closed to traffic. While the clothes washed we took a walk and found a tramploine in my friend Shelly's backyard. They said it was okay for Troy to bounce on. While the clothes tumbled in the dryer for a few minutes, we bought some drinks and an order of fries at the Candy Kitchen. Troy thought that was a good idea. This afternoon I am fighting off a sinus headache. I have a pretty good idea it is allergies and that gave me good reason to buy a big jar of locally made honey on my way home. I'm about to have a nice hot cup of tea.

6 comments:

  1. Those kids were my friends.

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  2. Awww.
    I wished you lived closer, Martha! You could have lots of time with little ones!

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  3. Stacy, we'll have to plan something together.

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  4. Sweet post Martha, you do love children and it shows in your posts.

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  5. Is that Joel in the picture?

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  6. Yes. Charlie, Joel, Bethany, and David.

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