Showing posts with label grandmother. Show all posts
Showing posts with label grandmother. Show all posts
Wednesday, March 20, 2013
Sunday, October 28, 2012
Through the Generations
My Sister, Tina
My Mother With My Daughter and Granddaughters
My Mother With Great-Granddaughters
My Cousin, Ann Marie and my Aunt Michelle with Elise
My 2nd cousin, Megan with Cordelia and My Nephew, Steven
Generations Connecting...
Psalm 33:11
But the plans of the LORD stand firm
forever, the purposes of his heart through
all generations.
Saturday, August 11, 2012
Friday, August 10, 2012
An Armful of Grandaughters!
First, in case you've not read my comment on yesterday's post, it was indeed a car wash photo. I was shocked when I thought blue confetti was blowing down on me, then I also saw yellow and pink. Within seconds it foamed out like that, much to my delight! I get my happiness in all sorts of ways, don't I?
Maria took some photos of me with my grandaughters. I love those girls!
Maria took some photos of me with my grandaughters. I love those girls!
Saturday, June 16, 2012
Celia's Link to My Grandaughters
I am getting excited! Maria and Eric will be welcoming their new daughter next month! That little baby is quite definitely HERE now. Maria is looking "full of life" and she's at the point where we can even see when that new little grandaughter has the hiccups!
When we were waiting for Cordelia's birth I remember feeling like my arms just needed to hold her, just as I felt as I waited for the births of my own babies. I'm starting to get that feeling again!
One of the things I did before Cordelia was born was that I chose a piece of my jewelry that would someday be her's. I know that seems rather premature but my plan was to be wearing it in photos taken the day she was born. I'm particularly proud of that idea. I chose a cross ring given to me by my friend, Celia. I wear it often and I hope that for Cordy it is something she will remember having seen on me. For some reason the photo cuts off the bottom but trust me, I was wearing the ring in this photo.
When we were waiting for Cordelia's birth I remember feeling like my arms just needed to hold her, just as I felt as I waited for the births of my own babies. I'm starting to get that feeling again!
One of the things I did before Cordelia was born was that I chose a piece of my jewelry that would someday be her's. I know that seems rather premature but my plan was to be wearing it in photos taken the day she was born. I'm particularly proud of that idea. I chose a cross ring given to me by my friend, Celia. I wear it often and I hope that for Cordy it is something she will remember having seen on me. For some reason the photo cuts off the bottom but trust me, I was wearing the ring in this photo.
For this new little person I want to do the same thing, only different. I want both girls to feel special and to know they are individually precious. I am narrowing it down. I am thinking about a cross necklace, also from Celia, that I will give to this new baby.
I didn't know it at the time of Cordelia's birth but there is another link to this tradition. When Cordy was about a year and a half old, Maria and Eric purchased the house where my friend, Celia, grew up! So, those girls will always have a link to Celia as well. Cool, huh?
Wednesday, November 16, 2011
Grandparenting Up Close
Is there anything better than holding a sweet child in your arms while reading a book about baby animals? I think not.
Mike took this photo one recent evening when Cordelia spent a few hours with us. When she comes over, she is a delight the entire visit. She doesn't throw fits for us or cry when her parents leave. She's delighted with almost any little thing we do and she frequently, without prompting, tells us she loves us and gives us powerful little girl hugs.
This tiny charmer is super smart as well! Riding in the car yesterday she wanted to discuss each turn, usually correctly stating whether we were going left or right. She knew the way to the mall! We were going there for our usual "mall lunch", a weekly ritual. This lunch was special, though. We were meeting Mike's sister, Karen, who was in town for some appointments. Cordelia was planning ahead. She told me she was going to give Karen a BIG hug.
Time with Cordelia is one of my greatest joys. It makes me feel rather guilty, though. During most of the years our children were young we lived a great distance from either of their grandmothers. I have to say I don't think I really got it. Now I know what exquisite delight it is to be able to see this little person many times each week and I am so sorry that Grandma Carol and Grandma Grace did not get that with our children.
I think there was a lot of good in the way things were in the past, when many generations of family lived in the same area. Don't get me wrong. I love that my children have so many opportunities and can follow their dreams. I would never want to deprive them of that. My own mother never ever made me feel guilty for following mine.
I also know that with our 3 children, it is unlikely that I will be able to always live close to all my future grandchildren. I guess that is why I am savoring every moment I can right now. I have come to appreciate "moments" so much more than I ever did before. I'm just very, very grateful for this chance at up-close grandparenting. I see it for the precious gift that it is.
Thank-you for stopping by. Feel free to use my photos but please link them back to my blog. I am honored if you wish to share content of any of my posts on Facebook, Twitter, etc. as long as it is linked back to my blog.
Mike took this photo one recent evening when Cordelia spent a few hours with us. When she comes over, she is a delight the entire visit. She doesn't throw fits for us or cry when her parents leave. She's delighted with almost any little thing we do and she frequently, without prompting, tells us she loves us and gives us powerful little girl hugs.
This tiny charmer is super smart as well! Riding in the car yesterday she wanted to discuss each turn, usually correctly stating whether we were going left or right. She knew the way to the mall! We were going there for our usual "mall lunch", a weekly ritual. This lunch was special, though. We were meeting Mike's sister, Karen, who was in town for some appointments. Cordelia was planning ahead. She told me she was going to give Karen a BIG hug.
Time with Cordelia is one of my greatest joys. It makes me feel rather guilty, though. During most of the years our children were young we lived a great distance from either of their grandmothers. I have to say I don't think I really got it. Now I know what exquisite delight it is to be able to see this little person many times each week and I am so sorry that Grandma Carol and Grandma Grace did not get that with our children.
I think there was a lot of good in the way things were in the past, when many generations of family lived in the same area. Don't get me wrong. I love that my children have so many opportunities and can follow their dreams. I would never want to deprive them of that. My own mother never ever made me feel guilty for following mine.
I also know that with our 3 children, it is unlikely that I will be able to always live close to all my future grandchildren. I guess that is why I am savoring every moment I can right now. I have come to appreciate "moments" so much more than I ever did before. I'm just very, very grateful for this chance at up-close grandparenting. I see it for the precious gift that it is.
Thank-you for stopping by. Feel free to use my photos but please link them back to my blog. I am honored if you wish to share content of any of my posts on Facebook, Twitter, etc. as long as it is linked back to my blog.
Subscribe to:
Comments (Atom)
Featured Post
My Life as a Travel Agent
On a recent morning I was at work and as one of my patients was waiting for his death, I thought again about an idea that keeps popping int...
-
Anyone recognize this little cardboard church? https://onlythemanager.blogspot.com/2011/09/little-church.html I blogged about it ...
-
So here's a funny story... maybe not all that funny, but it's a story. We were at Walmart purchasing 20 bags of mulch for our yar...
-
On a recent morning I was at work and as one of my patients was waiting for his death, I thought again about an idea that keeps popping int...















