There is so much sadness, ugliness, hate, and brokenness in our lives.
I am weary.
I know you are too.
I thought you might like something to celebrate.
I come today to help.
Meet my son Isaac's Maternal Grandmother.
(If you don't know Isaac, I am sorry. He is also a person worth celebration.)
Isaac's beautiful Grandmother is 70+ years old.
(Or something close, she cannot exactly be sure. It matters not.)
The point is, this woman has SEEN SOME FREAKIN LIFE/JOY/SORROW/PAIN.
Man, oh man, has she seen it.
Anyway, I thought you might like to know, she never got to go to school as a kid.
But now ...
She has begun to read and write.