Becoming A Grandmother Is Wonderful.

Friendship Is Not Diminished By Distance Or Time, By Imprisonment Or War, By Suffering Or Silence. It Is In These Things That It Roots Most Deeply.

The Child Who Ran Weeping To You With A Cut Finger Is Now Brought Home, Smiling Gamely, With A Broken Collarbone And Incredible Contusions- 'it Wasn't Jezebels Fault, Dad.'

In A World Gone Bad, A Bear - Even A Bear Standing On Its Head - Is A Comforting, Uncomplicated, Dependable Hunk Of Sanity.

You Never Realize How Much Your Mother Loves You Till You Explore The Attic - And Find Every Letter You Ever Sent Her, Every Finger Painting, Clay Pot, Bead Necklace, Easter Chicken, Cardboard Santa Claus, Paperlace Mother's Day Card And School Report Since Day One.

A Horse Can Lend Its Rider The Speed And Strength He Or She Lacks - But The Rider Who Is Wise Remembers It Is No More Then A Loan.