Journal: Wednesday, April 26, 2006

I had a wonderful visit with my daughter, Annie, on Sunday. She came up from Brooklyn for Krissy’s baby shower on Saturday, and stayed through Monday morning so she could spend a little time with everyone. My grandson, Noah, came down to Mystic to visit with all of us on Sunday, and we had a grand time. It was a damp day, so we stayed inside and enjoyed ourselves in the comfort of Jan’s home. Noah, of course, entertained us with his typical charm and friendliness – counting, saying new words, leading us on adventures from room to room. Annie and I laughed continually as we watched Noah be his usual ebullient self. Later in the day, Annie and I went for tea and a salad to a small cafe in Mystic. The storm was sweeping through town outside, but inside there was coziness and quiet good cheer. We spent an hour just visiting and catching up. Annie reported that life was good for her, and that news was even more refreshing than the tea. It was good to be with my youngest child on that wet April day, and to see that her life is obviously unfolding in a natural and favorable way.