In Spite of My Last Blog Entry...

This is a post that I hope my grandchildren will find!

The day I became a grandmother, in the wee hours of August 6th, 2002, the focus of my life changed.  My daughter--my only child--was no longer the total object of my affection.  I was plunged into taking care of that newborn baby, first out of caring for my daughter's well-being as a new mother, and shortly thereafter coming to realize that the baby was the unchallenged love of my life.  Anything that child or family needed, I supplied.  A couple of hundred cloth diapers?  No problem,  Furniture?  Piece o' cake.  Babysitting?  You got it!  One Christmas, I spent over $200 on a Christmas gift to supply the parents with Colts tickets, parking fees, dinner before the event, and Colts apparel to make the evening special, plus babysitting services.  I never regretted a penny of it!  Most of what I spent on that family was my idea.  No one asked for stuff.  I gave them what I wanted them to have, whether they wanted it or not!

Fifteen months later, the OTHER love of my life was born.  Thereafter, the family moved and moved...and moved again...and stuff happened.  I wasn't as available to my grandson as I was for my granddaughter, but it wasn't his fault or mine.  My heart was with him as much as it was with his sister.  Love knows no boundaries!

My grandchildren are quite grown up now.  Frighteningly so.  As they grow up, I grow down.  'Tis a fact of life.  As each week goes by, I wonder when I will come to the end of the road.  I know how morbid it sounds, but we don't get to choose.  I know there will be a day that I'm past the point of no return.  Thus, I am thankful for every stinkin' day, no matter how it turns out!