One of the best things in life these days is my granddaughter's admiration. It doesn't take Visa to keep it, but it does demand a great deal from me. That includes mutual admiration, constant interest and affection, consistency, baking cookies, declaring ourselves partners in the gardening business, and dozens of small acts of kindness.
On my return from holidays the other day, my granddaughter rushed in to my arms to greet me. "I have bad news,"
"I know, the fish died."
"No, it's something else. I broke your skipping rope. Shea and I were playing and..."
"Don't worry, it's a thing. It's just a thing. Never worry about just things."
She smiled and ran back.
What price can I put on that?
