My Branches

When my daughter was born I was a young mother of only 22.  I fell immediately in love and experienced the gamut of emotions that comes with motherhood.  My son came just a short 24 months later and I found that my heart was capable of more love than I could have ever imagined.  At that time I was sure this was as good as it could ever get – the loves of my life.

Fast-forward 26 years.  It was on that sweet day in February that I realized there was a joy I could feel that would come close to the births of my children – the birth of my first grandchild.  I had heard folks speak of their grandchildren and how wonderful it was to be a grandparent but in my mind and my heart, nothing would equal what I felt for my babies…..then I became a member of this unique group and it was like the veil had been lifted, and I understood.

Looking back again when my daughter was born, I didn’t realize at the time that what we had created would grow – we did this; we created one, who created another, and so on……pretty good stuff.

I have been given the gift of several grandchildren now with another on the way.  They are my life and I wouldn’t trade being their Grammy for anything.  Thank you to my sweet babies, for your sweet babies, and for filling my heart.



Silly Dreamer

Dreams….oh, sweet slumber.

I love my dreams, at least most of the time.

Last night I had a dream of someone I love.  It was full of pleasant emotions and sweet moments, and I didn’t want it to end.  I try to fall asleep thinking of things I would love to happen in my life in hopes that I will dream of those things.  Occasionally it happens, and last night was one of those nights.  If only we could always dictate what we dream.

There was a time in my life where my dreams were haunting me.  Reminders of mistakes I had made.  I finally listened, made amends and those dreams stopped.  Isn’t it interesting how the human brain works?

And now, now I’m dreaming of things and people who make me happy, it’s a nice way to spend 8 hours.