Becoming a grandmother has been an interesting experience. Just about one year ago I learned my daughter and her husband were expecting a baby. It was somewhat surreal. This young woman had been our little baby not so long ago. How could she be mommy already? I flashed back to my own experience becoming a mother and how it must have affected my parents. Mine was not the ideal situation that my own daughter had... I watched my daughter's face become pale as the sickness of pregnancy set in. I had never really been ill with any of my children, so I wasn't quite sure how to help her or even how to relate. As Bethany's belly began to grow, the reality of this new little person began to set in. Almost before I knew it, Adam was calling from the hospital to tell us that our new grandson had arrived. As I gazed upon this little life swaddled in a blanket in the hospital bassinet, I felt a renewed sense of awe. Each time he comes to visit I am once again amazed at the incredible gift of God that children are. As this little one looks into our faces, smiles at our silly baby talk, and snuggles in our arms, I thank God again for this new blessing. A new life ready to experience the wonder of creation. A fresh little person to remind me to look at the world through the eyes of a child.
I am a work in the hands of the Master Potter. I pray that His fingerprints are all over me as I walk through this life. This is my journey. Thank you, Jesus, for not giving up on me.
I am mom to seven beautiful grown ups and grandma to ten beautiful grandchildren.