A Grandfather’s Love, Demonstrated in Freeze Pops

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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. (As an Amazon associate, I am compensated for qualifying purchases.)  
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My Quest for a "Big" Life...

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Because of some recent blog entries, people have asked me whether I am seeking my own “Mr. Big”. That is a reasonable question. However, it is a misguided one.

Unlike Carrie, I don’t crave "Mr. Big". Instead, I crave a "Big" life. What I crave most is a life that defies gravity and convention. I crave a life that brings me happiness and satisfaction. I crave a life that feeds my soul and fills me with passion.

I love men. And I believe that the right man will enhance my life. Like salt, he will add flavor to those things that I already enjoy. However, he won't complete me. I’m no superwoman or raging feminist. I am just a woman who has learned that life is wonderful for its own sake.

Still, I shall continue to write about tales of men and romantic adventures. Romance is fun. The optimist in me believes that I shall meet the man who will end my quest. In the meantime, I shall enjoy the journey. If my Mr. Big comes knocking, I'll answer, but only to gain fodder for the blog. ;-)
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Anonymous said…
I totally agree with you. It isn't wrong to think about love and romance, it feels good. What's wrong is if we limit our happiness to men, and if our eyes become blind to other joys available to us. We yearn fullness of life, meaning, purpose and the ability to bless other people. Keep it up! :-)
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