There is a choice we have, a choice to see larger, to grow, and more subtly to recognize, accept, and assimilate the spiritual. There is something going on here. It means each one of us: it means me. It means the grandchildren. It means my communion with the grandchildren. Whether or not physically present to each other. Being personal, meaning me, means I must choose.
And yet there are aspects of no choice. I am here. You, grandchild, are here. We interact.
:- Doug.
