I can’t say I’m looking back. But while watching my lovely great grandchildren running across the green lawn under cherry and apple blossoms, shaded by an overcast sky, I couldn’t help but get a little teary eyed.
This is great grandma’s place to them. They’re going to remember how free they were to run through this acre and a quarter amongst the flowers, looking for Easter eggs, smelling the delicious aroma of barbecue, and the secure feeling of moms and dads and grandma and great grandma and grandpa watching over them. There is a strong sense of love surrounding them.
I can’t help getting teary eyed because I’m not going to be here forever. Neither is grandpa. And I don’t know what’s going to happen to this old house when we die, if anyone is going to carry on the legacy of our little home that has always been the nucleus of family.
I have, after all the experiences that I’ve walked through these 76 years, come to appreciate the full circle my life has come to. Like a saga. I am so very fortunate to be with my children, grandchildren, great grandchildren. Sunday I met a foster great grandchild who is simply adorable and I’m so proud of my granddaughters who are taking on the responsibility of caring for her.
This is what life is about. Gosh growing old puts one through so many emotional (and physical) changes. But I thank God I have lasted this long! I am truly blessed.
Thank you for letting me share!
Speaking of sharing, Lorri launched her new campaign. This is a new book of hers. It reminds me of Prince Caspian from The Chronicles of Narnia.
And The Keeper. First day backers will get at least 3 short stories from Maurice the Dragon Rider collection which I’m working on now, so please do follow if you haven’t already.
