Grandma’s Little Budget
So, here is it – the instant mother’s wait for from the moment they give birth to their own daughter. That simple announcement of “Mom, I’m having a baby!”
In this modern age, the announcement happened a little differently. On August 14, 2014, I received a slightly panicked telephone call from my 29-year-old daughter Jenise asking if I could please come to her house immediately.
I find it interesting some days, to go back and read what I’ve written on my blog in the past couple of years. I find joy in the day-to-day life we live and it’s a good reminder why I love to blog / write. Now I just need to find more self-discipline to be a consistent writer. It’s something I love to do but tends to be the first thing I let drop when life comes at me. So, I figured it was time for an update…....more
Like a lot of people, I've lived my life without a high regard for Mondays. When I was in school, my hatred of Monday mornings only allowed me to appreciate a small part of every weekend. Friday night and Saturday mornings were great; a time to relax, sleep in, and have fun. After that, the thought of getting my homework done before that Monday a.m. alarm went off took the glow off the rest of the weekend's hours. Once I joined the ranks of the fully-employed, I managed to enjoy Sunday a little more but never planned anything for the evening, knowing that that six a.m....more
For the decade I was with my husband before we wed, my extended family had one question for us: When are you two getting married? Every family reunion, wedding of one of my cousins or catch up phone call somehow elicited that question....more
There’s something so moving about the absolute confidence young children have in our judgment.They trust us.They believe to their core that we wish them well.Over the past several days, I got to know my granddaughter, and I lived these truths. Amelie lives on the opposite coast so I haven’t seen her as much as I have my other grandkids who live nearer. In fact, it’s safe to say she didn’t know me at all.But, we got on like a house afire.Without a thought, she’d hold my hand. Sit on my lap. Get in my car. ...more