Ready, set, goes too fast....journal 8/22/19

Ready, set, goes too fast...journal August 22 2019


Last week I was complaining about having to wash out the potty chair after our youngest grandson had completed “his job”.  Today he jumped up from play and bolted for the bathroom hollering “I’m using your potty Grandma”.  I yelled back that there was no potty chair in there and skidded to a breathless halt behind him as his pants hit the floor and he jumped on the big potty barebacked and as steady as a rodeo pro!  My heart split in two as he gleefully exclaimed, “I’m doing it and I am not falling in anymore”!  I wanted to respond with cheer but the tears in my eyes turned to bile in my throat as this sweet, scrappy bundle of love and energy chomped down on the toilet seat he was hanging onto like a life preserver.

This little guy came to our family close on the heels of his older brother and between the two of them could not have made our entry into grandparenthood any better.  They are both feisty boys, quick witted, easy smiles and always available for snuggles and loves.  At the end of a day we are counting the minutes for their parents to pick them up and in the same breath begging the clock not to move.

Did we hug them enough?  Did we answer all the questions of the day?  Did we soak in every gentle moment and forgive every nerve fraying outburst?

Just an hour before our rodeo pro made his big throne debut I had picked up the eldest grandson from school.   I watched him confidently step out of line and wrestle a couple of his Buddies as his teacher reminded them not to roughhouse and to stay in line.  I stood aside until he looked up and caught my gaze, his eyes twinkling he stepped boldly out of line and caught my hand almost daring his teacher to tell him to once again return to his place.  I gently nudged him back in line as we made our way into the classroom to sign out and then took our customary walk hand in hand slowly back to the car.  My heart thudded in my chest as we walked and I wondered how many times I would get to hold his sweet little hand before he became too big and cool for this precious thing his Grandma loves so much. 

We all live borrowed time on this earth, every minute is a gift to be treated as the treasure it was meant to be.  Created by God for our enjoyment we often forget how precious each minute is when jumbled together into the hours of things heaped on our day.  It takes effort and strength we may not know we possess to pluck  beautiful moments from the funk in the day, but this is energy well spent.

Don’t waste time fretting over things that you feel need to change, change comes as quickly as the hands on the clock move round and truly we have little to do with the long term outcome of said change.  When you factor in all the people in the world and the dynamic influence each of us has within it how can we possible fret over dust, schedules, broken trinkets and perceived time wasted.

Get out there people, there are thrones to ride, walls to be colored, questions to answer, stories to tell, people to hug, babies to snuggle, hands to hold and friends and strangers to cheer on!

Live each day like the best day of your lives. 

Annabelle, Daisy sent you a hug.
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Beautiful words for the heart!
So very well said
Absolutely! Love you, my friend!
This is such a beautiful post. Our moto is, we have today. Soak up this beautiful boys, I know you are doing that already and they will remember these special times throughout their lives. Grandparents are truly special.
Must have been frightening for you, that he would fall in. Good for him though, brave. I don't think he will ever get too big to hang out with Grandma 😉
Wow. I got all teary reading this. All so true & all so wonderful. Hugs xx
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Vital Info


August 29, 2009


Cancer Info

Colon and Rectal Cancer

September 28, 2004

Stage 3C

4.1 - 5.0 cm


That affects more than just me.

That I have more strength than I ever imagined.

left with mild neuropothy, balance and memory issues

Cedar Sinai in Beverly Hills California


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