Groundhog Day gratitude

     "There's only one day the whole long year, that I hope and pray the sun won't appear. 

     "The second of February, you all know, the groundhog goes searching for his shadow. If he should find it, the story is told, we'll have six more weeks of winter's cold.

But if it's cloudy, his shadow's not there. There'll soon be warm weather and dry days fair. So please, sun, for just this one day, find a big dark cloud and stay away."   

     As folklore suggests, the groundhog is suppose to determine whether or not we are blessed with an early spring. However, the National Climatic Data Centre has confirmed the groundhog has shown very little talent in recent years, in giving a "prophetic" word regarding spring's arrival. 

     

     Of course, it's all in fun, as God is the only one who knows the future. Groundhog Day has held a special significance for me ever since our second daughter, Deborah Lynne, became a part of our family on another Groundhog Day, those many years ago (just how many, I dare not reveal). 
     Joining her awaiting sister, Karen Joy, Nels and I soon realized we had been given a "double dose of JOY." 
     Together, recently sharing another birthday, I found myself wondering again, "where have the years gone?" 

     Now, they both are beautiful, accomplished women, but it matters not how old my daughters become — they will always be "my little girls."       

Mother's Covers   

When you were small and just a touch away, 
I covered you with blankets against the cool night air, 
But now that you are tall, and out of reach, 
I fold my hands and cover you with prayer.    

— Source Unknown    

     "My mother had a great deal of trouble with me, but I think she enjoyed it."     

— Mark Twain

— beulah