This morning, it is off to the races. My grand daughters rise the minute i try waking up my 11 year old for school. I know they could probably use more sleep but they don't, they are always so anxious to get in to see me.
Last week, I was so stressed, I couldn't even find a smile for them. I found myself pulling my hair, and being mean to everyone about everything. Then my daughter took them away, and during my quiet time, i found myself missing them, but thankful for the quiet. Well, when they came back, I was so happy to see them, and they didn't even remember that I was stressed. Yeah, I had a second chance to make a better impression on them. So I decided that I would try to always have moments with them that would be picture perfect. No, no one ever takes pictures of me, since I am the one always holding the camera, but, I would not allow my disability to impede on my love for my grand daughters. After all, it wasn't their fault that they were here right? And it's not their fault that they are living with me, right? And it's not their fault that they are only two and can only express themselves with sounds that rub me the wrong way, right?
They are so cute, and sometimes they look at me just the right way, and i melt. So, for all my stress, they have been found to be something easier than I imagined.
Walk on Honey, and Love with all your heart, leaning not on your own understanding.
