Handprints

Yesterday we temporarily moved the TV to the living room to accommodate our All-Star game watching party. This afternoon I spied a handprint on the bottom of the TV, now noticeable due to the TV's new location and the glare coming from a different window. That handprint almost made me cry--it was Isabella's.

So, that tells you a couple things:

• I miss my grandbaby.
• I haven't cleaned the TV since January.

Hard to Forgive

Today I was at a party and someone walked in that I had not seen in many years. As soon as I recognized him, I felt a little ill. Many years ago he had treated one of my children in an inappropriate way. I still, apparently, have not forgiven him.