A Grandfather’s Love, Demonstrated in Freeze Pops

As the weather starts to break a bit, we make plans for Spring Break, and I book my kids in a variety of Summer camps,  I am reminded that this summer will be different because we won't have my dad to share the summer with,  My dad kept these on the rotation, in every flavor. Not even sure how he gets them now because I think they are the equivalent of "kid crack"--made with artificial coloring, flavoring, and sugar . To my kids though, these freeze pops were love and summer wrapped in a bow.

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Thank you for reading my blog. While I love writing it, I do hope that others read it and enjoy it.

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And if you know me, and if you're lucky, you may see yourself reflected in my comments.

By way of example, if I randomly reference the country of Sweden, know that I do it, with authority, at least vicariously... For instance, I know that the Swedes are sexually liberal. And for those suspicious types, this is not just because I embrace any culture that embraces the sexual equality of women...

I have three ties to Sweden, unusual for a little Black girl from Rochester, New York. My mother and aunt have visited there to attend a wedding. I have a friend who works for Cover Girl cosmetics who is there now. And, because I am open to finding love whereever I might find it, I have dated a Black Soccer Player from South Carolina who was previously engaged to a white, Blonde, Swedish girl. Go figure?!

I'd tell you why they broke up, but I shall restrain myself. Besides, this is my story! If "Clyde" and the Swede want folks to know those details, they should start their own blog... :-)

Until next times, thank you for visiting my world...
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