A little old man buried his wife of 50 years. Quiet and contemplative, he stood at the grave site with his children, grandchildren and their first great-granddaughter. If they had said their goodbyes and stood in near silence. Suddenly, a bolt of lightning struck nearby together with a massive clap of thunder. A few seconds later, a long rolling thunder trailed off into the distance. The old man began to smile, then chuckled audibly. The great-granddaughter took her hand and placed it in his. "Why are you laughing; what's so funny?" "Grandma has announced her arrival." --------- A grocery store manager overheard part of a conversation between a customer and one of his cashiers. The cashier said "We haven't had any for a while. I don't know when it's coming, but lots of people have been looking for it. When it finally comes, I hope we get a lot because we're gonna need it." The customer left and the manager hustled over.
SunFyre is written by a guy in a wheelchair, thus "...words from a seated position." However, this journal isn't about being disabled. I'm a husband, father of twins, entrepreneur, author and occasional political pundit.