A cheerful heart is good medicine, but a crushed spirit dries up all the bones.
Virginia, Savannah and Alexandra are three of the happiest girls I know. All summer long, they have enjoyed each other's company (though Virginia's patience wears thin on occasion), playing games and going to the beach with Mom and Dad. As school has been closed since last April, it has been an endless summer, indeed!
Most of you know that we spend countless hours with Virginia as she is growing up. All those memories are priceless ones, where we truly got to know our granddaughter on every possible level. Not so much with her younger sisters. Yes, I did quite a bit of babysitting while the family was still living nearby, but there weren't many all-day visits or even the occasional weekend overnight.
So, though we "know" Savannah and Alexandra, we don't know them in the intimate way we do Virginia. We are relying on their photos and our weekly FaceTime chats to reveal their budding personalities. My daughter, Sarah, recently shares these photos with us.
Savannah has such a winning smile, and you can tell by the photo how close she feels to her mother. We remember her as the sister who is the first to whine and cry at some perceived injustice; not always pleasant to be around! But in these next two pictures, Savannah displays a remarkable penchant for clowning around!
Who would ever have guessed that Savannah would become a photo-bomber! Oh, how Danny and I laugh when we first see these pictures as her comical expressions cheer our hearts.
The girls will be starting back to school after Labor Day. It will be Alexandra's first foray into the classroom as she begins kindergarten. While I'm excited for her, and all my girls, this thought crushes my spirit: All children are required to wear masks right along with the adults in the building. I'm saddened to think that Alexandra's first memories of school won't include seeing smiles on the faces of her teachers and fellow students. And I'm concerned that mask wearing could detract from the ability to concentrate on learning.
The few occasions when I've had to wear a mask, I've experienced nothing but discomfort. But I can't project my own experience onto theirs. Kids are so much more flexible than adults, aren't they?
And if there is a plus side to any of this, at least when she's wearing a mask, Savannah won't get called out for making silly faces at inappropriate moments. Clowning around is one thing, but being the class clown is quite another!