"Jessica?" At her grandfather's funeral today years tumbled over one another as the young woman and the golden-haired toddler she was carrying traded places and Jessica was again the baby in the story, "Jeff's Sense of Humor," in Journey With Jeff.Jeff was a teenager then, just shy of a year since moving from home to live in a Residence for people with special needs. "There's a baby next door," I told Jeff during his four-day Easter vistit at home. "Want to go and meet Jessica?" "Baby, Mom?" he asked. "Next door?" "Yes, Sue B. invited us over to see her granddaughter. Can you say, Jessica?" After a few attempts, we decided to shorten it to 'Jess.' Sue introduced Jeff to four-month-old Jessica, who was alert and smiling at everyone, including him. "Cute!" he said to Sue, pointing at the baby. In a few minutes he left the stool beside Jessica to have the cup of hot chocolate Sue offered him. The baby began to fuss so her mother gave her a pacifier. Jeff grinned! "Look Mom, a mute!" A mute? Then I burst out laughing and had to explain. "You know how Jeff loves all the instruments, and how a mute goes into a trumpet or trombone to soften the music? This, then, is a baby's mute!" Everyone laughed at Jeff's joke, so he repeated it over again and again with a very wide grin, "Yeah, Mom, a mute!"~~~I hadn't seen Jessica for about five years. We hugged, and she mentioned the comparison between today and years ago. Sue B., her grandmother, has the CD "Journey With Jeff," but not the book. So, as I left the family's home later that afternoon the people were looking thru the pages to find the story about Jessica. Thank You, Lord, for good memories and warm reunions!
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