I spent last week with my only/first grandson, James.
I love my entire family,
Did I love my own children this much? Of course I did, but it was love laced with concern. I stressed over the worries all parents have. Am I doing things right? Are they doing what they should, when they should?
While my daughter-in-law was expecting, my friend Cindy, (already a grandmother) predicted I would be forever changed by his birth. I admitted I would love him. Of course I would love him...but he's just a baby after all! I thought she was a nutty and probably exaggerating.
I was totally unprepared for the intensity of my love for him. It didn't explode in my heart the day he was born, as it does for parents.
It grew...and keeps growing. Things may change a bit as he enters those inhuman stages all children seem to go through, but I doubt it.
Oh! ...were my children the only ones to do that?! Lucky me :)
I am insanely in love with this little fellow. My son and daughter-in-law tell me he loves his Granny. I can't tell because he's not talking yet, but I'm doing all I can to be his favorite person in the entire world!
I took Lucy up with me last week. James' first tug on a puppy beard was gentle and earned him his first puppy "kiss".
There are so many firsts to enjoy.
I never knew my own grandparents because we lived on opposite sides of the country.
I feel so fortunate to live close enough to watch James grow and share some of these firsts.
In retrospect, it's not really that unrelated. It's about being happy, doing what makes you happy. Filling your heart with joy.
Life throws us all some curve balls. It's how well we field or duck them, that helps determine our happiness level. As a constant work in progress, I embrace all the tips, help and joy I can. So if you have some to wisdom to share here, please do...I'm all ears!
What fills your heart with pure joy?
Can you arrange to do more of it?