TODAY I'm babysitting two of my grandchildren, its a bleak wintery day and the two are curled up under rugs watching Peppa Pig. Seeing those two together and so happy reminded me of my two eldest children, they too loved to curl up together on days like this, times were hard and we had no TV or money for new videos or toys , we made our magic, i read to them, we painted, we went for walks all rugged up trying to spot little green spikes of spring flowering bulbs breaking through the hard winter ground. We roasted foil wrapped potato's in a little fire we built in the back yard , so yummy and comforting with butter and sour cream and fresh chives from a mini herb garden. We'd feed the birds and pick little bouquets of sweet violets and tiny blue grape hyacinth, these are some of my most precious memories. Sometimes the best memories are those made in the lean times. Struggle can be bittersweet, it brings out our inner child to create magic, comfort and joy out of the simplest of things.
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