We left off with the wedding of my eldest daughter and my venture into full time tutoring. Both of those endeavors have produced great successes, but the best of all has been my transformation into someone I had never been before – a grandmother.
|My daughter carrying her son|
like I used to carry her.
Wee Oliver is sixteen months old now. There is a joy in being a grandparent that is like none other – you get to have all of the fun and none of the responsibility! Watching a grandchild laugh and grow is delightful, but watching your own child parent her young toddler really stirs the heart.
My friend and fellow grandmother, Dede, said it best:
“When you become a parent, you get to relive your childhood. When you become a grandparent, by watching your own child parent, you get to relive being new parent all over again.”
|Grandmothers get to play|
at children's museums again!
Isn’t it interesting? In a way, each new generation allows the older generations to begin again.