Every time I think of you, I give thanks to my God.
Philippians 1:3 (NLT)
Early morning hugs, golf cart rides to see the “jackbunnies” and javelina, craft day with Miss Jan, back flips into the pool, peanut butter cookie baking lesson, making bead bracelets, delivering neighborhood newspapers, reading the next chapter of Ramona’s kindergarten adventure with everyone in jammies on the bed. Yes, it was a full and busy week…but so much fun for all of us. My prayer is that these memories will last for a lifetime in the hearts and minds of my grandgirlies. I’m not sure when we will do this again but all of us look forward to another visit. I knew all had gone well when they announced they didn’t want to go home.
My grandparents were so important to me. My mother and I even lived with them for a year when my dad was overseas during the war. As a young girl, I knew that I could count on their unconditional love and acceptance. And my heart still aches for the Nana who was taken to heaven, much too soon for her 10-year-old granddaughter. I missed her sharing in the milestones of my life. Now it is my turn and I love being a grandmother. The best part is that you get to love and love and love without all the responsibilities. Yes, thank you, God, for my sweet girlies. They make me smile.