Sugar, spice, snails, puppy dog tails

Times of trial and tribulation

Finally, the Washington D.C. area sniper is caught. I can only imagine the terror the people in sniper alley felt, but I understand some of it because my daughter lives and works there. We've had enough pain and heartache, so I'm thankful she escaped his notice.

Pain and heartache... our country has suffered so much the past few years, as has my family. Memories of the Oklahoma City bombing (just a few miles from my home)and September 11th mix with those of the recent, senseless killings. Added to the mixure, my family constantly faces the pain of two missing children, my grandchildren taken and hidden by their father. Life doesn't seem fair... No, life is NOT fair. Without faith, continuing seems pointless. I'm thankful today that my God provides the strength I need, my wonderful husband of forty years supplies the love and support, my children and grandchildren (the ones I can see, touch, and hear) give me joy everyday.

The pouring outside my window could so easily be the metaphore of today, but it isn't. Despite dreary skies, my heart sings with happiness. Despite the cool air nipping around my feet, my soul is warm. My husband gives me that "gosh, you're beautiful" look that only he manages; and I feel beautiful, if only for a few moments. My ten-year-old grandson, who's too 'big' for hugs, runs and gives me a tight, long hug; and my heart overflows, especially when he whispers, "I love you, Granny." Ahh, the day is bright with sunshine!

Vivian Gilbert Zabel