BROOKE

BROOKE IS A VERY SWEET VERY ADORABLE SIX YEAR OLD WHO LIVES ACROSS THE STREET FROM US. I'VE WRITTEN ABOUT HER ONCE BEFORE-SHE'S THE LITTLE GIRL WHO'S FATHER PASSED AWAY A COUPLE MONTHS AGO FROM LEUKEMIA.  WELL, I DO BELIEVE SHE HAS ADOPTED MY HUSBAND MIKE AS HER SURROGATE GRAND FATHER, AS SHE HAS BECOME A CONSTANT FIGURE AT OUR HOME.  WHEN EVER SHE SEES "MR. MIKE" OUT SIDE SHE JUST RUNS OVER TO HIM AND BEGINS TALKING OR ASKING IF SHE CAN HELP HIM. DAY BEFORE YESTERDAY WHEN I GOT BACK HOME FROM SERVICE, I SAW A MOSTLY EMPTY GLASS OF MILK ON THE TABLE SO I ASKED MIKE WHERE THAT CAME FROM (IT WAS NOT IN FRONT OF WHERE HE NORMALLY SITS). HE SAID "WELL, I WAS SWEEPING THE DRIVEWAY AND BROOKE CAME OVER AND WANTED TO PLAY, SO I WAS TEACHING HER HOW TO PLAY PHASE 10 (UNDER MY BREATH I HAD TO CHUCKLE AND WONDER WHO WAS TEACHING WHO).  ANY WAY HE CONTINUES "AFTER WE PLAYED FOR A LITTLE WHILE SHE WANTED SOME MILK AND COOKIES, SO THAT IS HER GLASS". TOO CUTE I THOUGHT-SHE HAS FAST BECOME MIKES BEST FRIEND.  YESTERDAY WHEN I GOT HOME FROM MY MEETING, I WENT TO MY ROOM TO CHANGE CLOTHES, THEN I WENT LOOKING FOR MIKE TO TELL HIM HIS LUNCH WAS READY. WHAT DO I SEE??  THERE'S BROOKE AGAIN, HOLDING A BROOM TWICE HER SIZE, GIVING MIKE A HAND WITH THE SWEEPING OF OUR DRIVE WAY-A DAILY CHORE NOW THAT THE POLLEN IS FALLING OFF OUR OAK TREE IN THE FRONT YARD.  IF IT WERE ONLY WHITE, WE COULD PRETEND IT WAS SNOW, AND IT WOULDN'T BE SO UGLY TO LOOK AT. OH WELL, THAT IS LIFE  WITH MIKE (AND BROOKE). TODAY MIKE HAS SURGERY ON HIS NOSE FOR SKIN CANCER, SO ALL WHO READ THIS BLOG-PLEASE SAY A LITTLE PRAYER FOR MY VERY SPECIAL VERY SWEET MAN, MIKE.  UNWRAP YOUR GIFT OF TODAY AND ENJOY EVERY MINUTE OF IT-JUST ME