My Secret Weapon

I’ve been awake much of the night thinking about work.

I turn the radio on, as I usually do, to NPR while I perform my morning ablutions.

More news about the European financial crisis, politics, and other things that are not inspiring early morning fodder with which to begin the day.

Then I remember I have a secret weapon guaranteed to change my attitude before I go out to begin the day.

It’s on my smart phone.

You have one saved message. Press 1 to listen to your saved message.


“Hi Grandma, it’s Makiya. I want to Skype.”

Ah yes. That puts everything in perspective.

Press 9 to save your message.


I’m certain I’ll be needing it again before too long–my temporary fix until I can hold her in my arms again.


I’m a writer, reader, and creative. I thought by now I’d have things figured out, but I keep coming up with more questions. I think that’s okay. I’m here most mornings pondering ordinary things and the thin places where faith intersects.
  1. I just heard on the news where playing with grandchildren reduces stress. How true! we need them closer to us!

    1. I believe that to be true, Terri! We do need them closer, don’t we?

  2. That would do the trick for me! How could you even think of not “skypeing” that sweet face!

    1. Exactly!

  3. Oh, Linda, this was a lovely post. And I’m so glad to see a picture of your granddaughter. Such a sweet face.


    1. Thank you, Dee. You’ll see many pictures of my grands as time goes by. I’m a bit of a fanatical grandma!

  4. This is similar to some of my mornings. My grandchildren live on the opposite coast from me and are too far to see often. I miss them, but such joy when I think of them.

    Tossing It Out

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