Gonna be a grandma!
Technically, I’m already a granny. I’m ya ya to baby Lyla and grandma to Ricky. But my son and his fiance are expecting their first baby together. This is going to be some kind of adventure that I’m definitely ready for!
This is my son when he was about 2 months old. He will be 26 next month. He just announced his engagement. I couldn’t be happier for him because I heard the happiness in his voice and I’ve seen it when he is around his special lady. Still, a part of me is sad-not for him, but for me-my baby isn’t a baby any longer. I’ve known for a long time now, he’s a young man, but the reality of it never hit me like it did tonight. He has a wonderful woman to spend his life with and he’s inheriting a son-he’ll be a great dad (he already is) and he’ll be a wonderful husband-my hope for him is that his roads are smooth and when there are obstacles, he and his family can work through them. His happiness is what matters most to me and I can see he is so happy.
When you are scorned
It’s particularly hard to accept a person turning on you when you helped them, but it’s a part of life. As Bishop Mulvey said in today’s Homily, we will be scorned, but we shouldn’t be bitter—it’s a part of life—look at Jesus Christ and how often He is scorned but His presence and love will always be felt.
What we have is only borrowed.
So while waiting to get my hair cut, I began a conversation with a winter Texan. It was her first year traveling with her husband since they both had just retired. We talked about down-sizing in order to live in a small, portable space. What a trade off she and her husband have made-they traded in their closets full of clothes that don’t fit; the nic nacs that collect dust; the furniture they probably never used but only had for decorum—they traded all this for traveling and see this United States. She repeated several times—what we have is only borrowed—how right she is. When I die, I can’t take that closet full of shoes with me (and probably more than half of them haven’t been worn in several years); I can’t take that closet and two chests full of clothes, most of which no longer fit my changing “older” body—so isn’t it time to give those things to someone who can use them? Yes, i need clothes and shoes for work-I am not in the financial position to retire, but really? Do I need everything I have?’
And, as Randy Travis sings in “Three Wooden Crosses”, it’s not what you take with you but what you leave behind. I want to leave generosity and goodness behind.
Forgiveness
So I watched Eat, Pray, Love for the second time. Life is about forgiveness and moving on. I forgive my ex for the names he called me; for the physical abuse; for the mental abuse; I forgive myself for allowing it.
About me
Stages of Life.
