I am not one of those people who is bothered much by age. Not that age doesn’t affect me, physically, like everyone else — oh does it affect me! I have the same creaks and hot flashes as the rest of my generation and I have had a personal relationship with Miss Clairol since my mid-twenties. When others have chided me that I should not worry about it and that gray hair is a sign of wisdom, I merrily reply that that would most certainly be false advertising. lol But, I have never been one to count the number of birthdays or worry about how many there are. So, the titles that come with age, not only do not bug me, I hope I am wearing them as badges of honor. My favorite is Grandma. Just look at that picture! Who wouldn’t want to be grandma???!!!! And he’s just the latest model. I have two adorable granddaughters, as well. I may not be a gracefully, graying granny, but I sure do love this job!
David and I will have been married 26 years, this Wednesday, and as I look back over all we have done together, our kids are, without question, the best things we have ever been able, with God’s divine intervention, to accomplish; and I am so blessed to be their mom. Now, as I am able to spend my time with the three that are still at home with us, the older ones bring me grandbabies. Isn’t God amazing!!? Proverbs 15:6 says, “Children’s children are a crown to the aged…” That must certainly point to a small taste of heaven, here on earth. You’ll be hearing more about our whole family over time, but as I kissed the cheek of this sweet little guy after church, this morning, I was inspired to share my bounty. So, there is no deep philosophical meaning to this post. Just the rapt joy of a very blessed woman/wife/ mom/ grandma.
Thanksgiving is just around the corner and I hope you will all be well and blessed to have the ones you love nearby. Happy Thanksgiving.