|The precious Princess Olivia - 15 months|
I have one of those wooden block signs in my store that reads, "Find something you would die for and live for it."
That's my "something" right there.
That blue eyed, cherubic faced, chubby cheeked little bundle of precious sweetness.
Yeppers - she is.
I didn't think I could ever love anyone or anything more than I loved my own precious babies.
Until I got a granddaughter.
She makes me laugh out loud.
Clap my hands in glee at everything she does.
Smother her in kisses every chance I get.
She is one of the brightest lights in my life.
My greatest passion.
In all areas of my life, I think the one thing I do best is being her grandma.
Sometimes I wonder if she knows that. .
Deeply and fully from the top of her head down to her little toes..
But the question is answered as quickly as it's asked.
Of course she does.
How could she not?
|in the sunroom (her favorite place) gazing at the sky|
There is something indescribable that happens when I look at that little face so like my own. When the first thing she heads for when she gets here is my jewelry box and the first thing she does is accessorize herself for the day. My favorite place to play was in my grandmother's jewelry box too.
I talk to her alot about my grandma - telling her the stories that I hope one day she'll remember. The stories of her ancestors and of the blood that flows through her veins.
I wrote about the "full circle" before. About how in my relationship with my granddaughter, I am given back the gift of my relationship with my own grandmother. About how I can "feel" how richly and passionately loved I was - back when I was the precious princess - and I knew I was born to be loved and adored because I was.
I think that's what grandmas are for.
At least this grandma.
I was cruising the internet last night, looking for the source of the quote on that block sign I mentioned above and stumbled across another quote about finding contentment, meaning and purpose in one's life: "Find something more important than what you are going through, and pour your love into it with everything you've got."
|her new favorite pose - with the tongue peeking out|
(nodding my head)
Just look at the twinkle in those eyes. The little smirk on that face.
What's could be more important than that?
What darkness could possibly exist - greater than the love in that little face?
When she runs to me and throws herself (literally) into my arms, it's as if she's saying, "Forget about the other stuff grandma - you got me now."
Yes, my precious little princess, I do.
I so do.
And I count my blessings and say (with all my heart) THANK YOU every single day.