It seems like yesterday when I was young.
But I haven’t been young for a very long time.
My first grandchild was born nearly 21 years ago. She was a beautiful baby and fun to be around. People told me I talked about her too much. Well how could I help it. I was in awe. I never expected it would be a magical relationship.
But it has been. Hayley and I have been in and out of each other’s lives for all these 21 years. Sometimes I had no idea what she was doing or thinking as she grew up. Now that she’s an adult, it does seem easier to keep in touch.
This summer Hayley’s staying in Massachusetts. I’m thrilled. Having her around helps fill the space that was created when my youngest grandchild moved to California. He was an amazing baby and he’s become an amazing boy – filled with energy and light.
I remember being a mother. I felt needed back then. I was always rushing to and from work, always worried about being the person my children needed me to be.
Being a grandmother is more fun.