Chloe Margaret Elizabeth Clymer. 8lbs 13 oz and 20 inches long.
On the 8th day of August, Chloe Margaret Elizabeth Clymer made her debut appearance. Her Daddy, two grandmas and a room full of medical personnel were on hand to greet her.
None of our grandchildren have arrived in a conventional manner. You might even say that they got picked from a cabbage patch.
Each child is a treasure and blessing to David and myself. I am so looking forward to seeing what personality shines through with little Chloe!
As I have said before, grandparents are very important in this day and age. Grandparents can provide security, warm hugs and their time to help these babies grow emotionally, physically and spiritually.
There is nothing like holding a brand-new baby for the very first time to fill your very being with hope and love. I felt that way last Wednesday.
Nearly 20 years ago, I started a personal ministry called "Bountiful Gifts." I made gift baskets filled with all sorts of lovely items.
Not because I was so very talented, but that I felt inspired to give something to someone who needed tangible evidence that there was still Love and Hope Left In this Mad World that We Live In.
20 years ago, I needed that confirmation myself as I struggled with depression.
As we look at the World Gone Mad, today; those Bountiful Gifts are more important than ever. Our newest generation has never experienced the stability or security that we did growing up. They only know the reality of an electronic world of instant gratification.
Our gifts to each other don't have to be fancy or expensive. They can be kind deeds or encouraging words. It could be a funny greeting card or running an errand.
I am excited about Chloe and how she will compliment our family in the months to come! I might not get to see her as often as I would like too but she will be in my thoughts and prayers.
I believe that babies, no matter how they come into this world are blessing from God. Some take that blessing to the dumpster and others feed and clothe them.
I will never forget experience of being hugged by a total stranger. She whispered in my ear. "God Loves You." I needed that more than anything in the world.
The final lines of these blogs are sometimes the most difficult to write.
But some thoughts to ponder: What we as a nation, and the world, have in common is that God made us all.
We are loved by God. He loves us all. Sometimes we can't seem to understand why He should love our neighbor, But He Does.