I try to join the Five Minute Friday community each week. The challenge is to write for 5 minutes flat on the one-word prompt given for that week. Lots of fun and a little scary to be so vulnerable. This week's word: Welcome.
My Grandpa gave the best hugs. Great big "bear hugs" is what he called them. They were always welcoming and comforting and radiated love right down to your core. My Grandma made the best hot cocoa and her smile was just as sweet.
I've been thinking about my grandparents so much lately. I can't get over how welcoming they were. Everything about them said, "I'm so happy to see you." I never felt like I was being squeezed into their schedule, or pushed out their door. They just talked and listened like I was the only thing going on that day. And maybe it was. Maybe that's the gift of retirement that grandparents get to give their grandkids. Or maybe that is just who they were - they had hearts big enough to always make room for people.