PARTS AND PIECES
Boggle
As I remember, I was at the kitchen table with the boggle box in front of me. I lifted the lid as the suction held on and slowly released. I had it all set up in no time. My mom and I loved word games, we were going to play. As she was over by the stove, I remember shaking the box and turning over the timer. Words, words, and more words! They were flying onto the paper at a speed I almost couldn’t keep up with. The timer ran out. I announced the end of time. My mom showed up behind my shoulder and read through my list of words, she gave her approval, pointed out a few more as I covered the letters with the lid. I shook it up good, and started another round and then another. I’m not sure how many rounds we played, but I loved it. Funny thing, she wasn’t even playing, just there to witness my words. She was making dinner.
Presence is everything.
DoRee MelNic 
“Presence is everything.”, Doree. You’re right. How much i like your detailed description. I can imagine the scene.
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Thank you for joining my mom and I at the boggle table, Outosego. When I close my eyes and remember I can still feel her presence after all these years ♥️.
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You’ re welcome, Doree. Of course you feel the presence, dear.
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♥️
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Zen games…
I played those with my kids…
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The best ♥️!
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Great imagery and a wonderful reminder. Thank you!
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And, thank you ❤️!
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Thank you for sharing, Doree. I miss the presence of my Mom at my side too–nothing in the world compares.
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♥️
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