A Grandpa and Brooke Day

Brooke has spent the day with me while her mom and dad are at a concert.  She has become so grown up lately, and talks my arm an leg off.  We hung out at the house for a while, then went to a meeting of Story Time Players, where she critiqued a couple of stories we'll read to elementary school students next year with the candor and genuineness that only an eight-year old can provide..  Then it was off to the movies; Winnie the Pooh.   Home again for little while, and then  off to a meeting/reception at the Cancer Resource Center where a new venture was being introduced .  A bridal shop where donated wedding gowns will be sold at reduced prices and the proceeds going to the Cancer Resource Center.  Brooke also handled this with her usual charm.  It was an emotional time for me as I saw many people whom I hadn't seen since Gwen died.  Of particular interest was Eleanor, who was in Gwen's original group of 12 survivors. She is the last living member of that group.  She had an early-stage cancer that was treated successfully.  She and Gwen and I had special affinity, and I sure cried when she and I talked and brought each other up-to-date.  The last time I had seen her was at Gwen's funeral.

Brooke and I then had dinner at a Red Robin, but didn't enjoy it much because the air conditioning wasn't working very well.  Now we're home enjoying a  little TV time before calling it a day.

The hard part about today, Dear, was knowing how much you and Brooke enjoyed spending time together.  It's that familiar, lonely feeling that you ought to be here enjoying watching your granddaughter grow from a little girl to a charming, caring and responsible young woman.