The best motivation of all - Words of Joy
My heart leaps at the sight of him. He turns at the sound of my voice, eyes lighting up as recognition dawns. Then he scampers toward me on all fours, a big beaming grin on his face. One tiny hand after another planted on my legs as he totters successfully to his feet. Throwing caution to the winds, (and abandoning the support of my walking stick) I stoop and scoop him to me. We haven’t seen one another in the flesh for almost a month, so we slowly become reacquainted again. I hold him close, marvelling at my grandson’s warm