Twice Blessed

I am a grandmother.

I used to think that meant being old, gray haired and tired, but now I know differently. For one thing I am not any of those things, but I am so much more,

Being a grandmother means being twice blessed.

My children have grown-up and given me beautiful grandchildren and I am given the gift of new joy and old memories.

I look at my grand children and think how I never wanted their parents to grow up and yet I really did. Children are a chance to discover just how much love I have. I don't just love the way they make me feel. I want them to really experience the very best life has to offer. I want them to grow up strong and healthy, self sufficient and maybe even wise and I'm willing to do whatever it takes to make that happen.

That is not a job to take lightly. It isn't all laughter and giggles. Sometimes it is saying no, or even making them momentarily unhappy so that in the long run they can find contentment and joy.