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Thank you so much for taking the time to visit. Hope you enjoy your stay. I blog here whenever I feel the need. This blog was created at the time my memoir came out, in February, 2009. Its motto was: creating a life of inner peace and self-acceptance from the depths of despair. Now, my focus is sharing this journey we call life.

“Only one thing is more frightening than speaking your truth, and that is not speaking it.” Naomi Wolf

“We are called human beings, not human doings.” Wes Nisker, Buddhist teacher

“It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs…(And) if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly.” Theodore Roosevelt

Wednesday, March 7, 2018

Insecure Writer's Support Group - March

Here is something I wrote when I found out my son and his wife were to have twins. I thought I'd share it for this month's posting since it's the first thing I've written in a very long time.

The grandmas I’ve known in my life are my own, of course, and those of my friends. And now I have several family members and friends who are grandmas. I’ve watched them with their grandchildren and wished to have one someday, but, frankly, I’d given up on that dream. My son is 44 and is busy building his business and there’s been no talk of babies.

Until the phone call when he asked what my hubby was doing and for him to get on the phone. The moment when we learned we were going to be grandparents. Of twins!

In that moment, we only knew about one of you - a boy. I could almost feel you in my arms as I thought about you growing inside your mommy. Your daddy was the happiest I’ve ever heard him as he told us how far along you were and when you were due to come into this world. 

I immediately wanted to make you something special, and tho’ I’m not crafty, I asked a friend to teach me to knit so i could make you a baby blanket. It has lots of beautiful colors and makes me happy thinking of wrapping you in it and holding you in my arms.

Then, a few weeks later, we learned you would have a twin sister. Ahh, the colors I chose will be great for either one of you. My dear friend, Clara, is making a blanket, too. 

The universe in which I have lived my life up until now has shifted with the news of your coming. I have come to call my new world Grandmaland. It is a land where I see babies everywhere I look and I smile, knowing in a few short months, I will be holding you both in my arms and pouring all the love I have in my soul onto you. It is a land where I think about how I will make sure I see you often and how I want everything to be perfect in your universe and knowing it won’t be. It can’t because there’s no such thing. 

What you need to know is that you are loved. Oh how you are loved. By your mommy. By your daddy. My your daddy’s mom (that’s me) and dad  and your daddy’s stepdad and your daddy’s stepmom . And your mommy’s mom  and your mommy’s dad. And all your aunts and uncles and great aunts and uncles. And cousins. And friends of your mommy’s and daddy’s and friends of your grandparents. There are so many people waiting to welcome you into the world and love you and help you on your journey once you arrive.

Grandmaland. A land in which I wait and pray and hope and hold you in the Light and Love of Spirit.