Reflections of Being a Grandmother

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This morning I woke up a little drowsy. Searching for something to write about. I usually write first, then try to find the picture and quote. Today was different. I am little sick of writing about how to take care of myself. I saw this picture of my grandson and I and decided to write about him. Yes, he fills my life with joy. I wish I could spend as much time with him as possible. I can go about three weeks without seeing him. I will be going down for Christmas. And, I am happy I have the Monday off after Christmas to babysit him. Everyone will be back to work on Monday. My favorite part so far is again the same as looking at my own children. It is the awe of new life and development. Watching him change before my eyes. Seeing him develop a personality of his own. Smelling his head after a good bath. Seeing him in the tub with his smiling eyes and giant exptression of joy. I love love love to watch him eat and watch him enjoy every bite. Dancing.....I love to see him dance and be able to dance right along with him. Singing...he loves to sing, just like his mother. Most of all I am reminded we should grow up, but not grow old. We should exsist with unlimited joy. Sure, he has his moments of not being to happy with a choice we have made for him. But, joy should come easy for us. I have written about the expression "Choose Joy", before. But, now I am just thinking why can't we just live joy. Why is it so much harder as we get older? Quote of the day: “Every child is an artist. The problem is how to remain an artist once he grows up” Pablo Picasso Song of the day: Billy Eilish Growing Older She will be turning 20 on December 18th. I admire song writers who write thier feelings. It is so real and refreshing. And, I may be 40 years older but, I don't feel...."what does she know?" No, I feel she is wiser and braver then me.

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