This morning, up and ready for work again. Still can't find my insulated coffee cup. And I have increased by oatmeal portion from 1/2 cup dry to 3/4 cup dry. See if it lasts longer in my tummy.
I have a young girl coming by with plans for terrarium building at work. For her grandmother's birthday. She remembers her grandmother making a woodland terrarium with her when the girl was very young. This is something I will never experience. A grandchild. The tender love this 20 something woman has for a memory of time spent with her grandmother. I spent hours and days with my own grandmother as a very young child. Following her around her garden.
Baking bread. Frying donuts. Trying to learn to crochet. Totally LOVED by her. Well, now I am crying. But happy tears.
We will be doing set up for the Open House this weekend. D will be back to work. We'll have a good day. And I have no hope of staying dry. None. Even though it will be colder today, the sun will be shining.
You are very fortunate in having such wonderful memories of your grandmother and the times you spent with her. It's a precious thing and I am always envious of people who can say that they had wonderful relationships with their grandparents. Two of my grandparents died before I was born, one was mentally ill and the other was married to a shrew who did not want her husband's first family intruding on her time.
ReplyDeleteFortunately for me, there was a lady down the street that I came to call "Grandma" and was as close as you can get to the real thing.
If you think you will never have a grandchild, you never will, but it doesn't have to be biological. There are lots of kids out there who could use a "grandma" whether it's by blood or just by caring and compassion. I see the things you create and read your words and think you have so much to share if you so choose.
Hoping you have a good day today.