I’m on my way to meet my grandsons’ bus.  Two buses.  I love this time of the afternoon when I have time with them.  We have a snack, a Bible study and then watch a movie.  He loves movies.  He is such a precious young man.  Fourteen.  He wouldn’t have to have someone meet his bus, but he loves having someone home when he gets there after a long, long day at school.  And it is my pleasure, indeed!

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