I was thinking deep thoughts today and one of them was the realization that my kids are (almost) all over 40 years old now. Except for the Princess, whom we raised and adopted. She IS both our granddaughter AND our adopted daughter. I think of her as my daughter although she still calls me Grandma. We told her when we adopted her that she didn't have to call us Mom and Dad. I sometimes catch myself, however, almost calling the Beast her *dad*. I have managed to stop myself before the word leaves my mouth although he loves her like a daughter. So do I. I have pictures of her growing up...lots of pictures. I sometimes look at them and then think, *She now has a daughter who is almost 9 and a little boy that is almost 2* It's hard to believe that the little girl we have loved and cherished all these years is now an amazing woman with children of her own.
My daughter, Buttmunch, will be 50 in just a few more years. How is that possible? Both my sons are now in their mid 40's. I still remember the day they all were born like it was yesterday. I don't know where the time went. My son, Marcus, is the amazing father of three. My only grandson, Doc, as well as my granddaughters, Aimee and Traci. Doc is a marine and a handsome young man. Aimee is married and we went to her wedding...wasn't it just yesterday? Traci is quite the adorable teenager, still in high school. I brought her home with me once for two weeks when she was about 11. I think her parents missed her more than they thought they would and came to get her after about only 10 days....LOL.
Buttmunch is the mother of my other granddaughter, Sheepie. Her paternal grandparents were not the best kind of people so I believe we may have been the only grandparents that showed her any kind of attention. She is adorable, in my opinion, and I love her dearly. I miss her being close to us.
I love them all although I don't see them as much as I wish I could. I am grateful that Marcus' children have been close to their mother, Raven's, stepmother, Reta. She has been a wonderful grandmother to them. We didn't locate Sheepie until she was about 14, I believe. Her father had kidnapped her and kept moving their location so that our searches for her were fruitless. Then she started posting on FB and my son, Marcus, called me to tell me he had found her. She said she cried when she got our messages on FB. She had been told we wanted nothing to do with her and there we were, telling her we were so happy we found her and how we loved her.
I won't go into the details but we got the father to allow us to bring her up to our home (we paid for her bus fare each time). She and her mother reunited and, after a couple of years, and many trips here, she finally went to live with her mother. After she graduated high school, she moved back here to Alabama and became close to the Princess and her children. Now she is back living in Kentucky with Mustachio (another long story I won't go into) and has met a wonderful man who treats her well and puts up with her moods (and vice versa). My granddaughter, Aimee, has given me a great-grandson that I have only seen a couple times. I see and know more about him because she posts so often on FB so I feel like I know him better than I do.
My family has grown almost overnight it seems. My nieces and nephews that I knew as kids are all grown up now. Many have their own children now. One of my nieces has a son in COLLEGE! It just blows me away at times. I look in the mirror and see this old woman who is a stranger to me. That is NOT the me I see in my head or how old I feel in my heart. How could all this be? It's a strange and yet amazing thing...time. The days can sometimes drag by. Or it just flashes by because you can get so busy or involved and suddenly, the day is over. But nowadays the YEARS are flashing by....too quickly.
It's both sad and yet wonderful. I am so happy that I get to see the children of my heart grow up and having babies that I get to love and cherish. I get to see my family growing and working towards their dreams. I love to see how their minds work with some of the comments and posts they make on FB. I am so glad we can share these things and it makes me feel like we are in touch although we are far apart. I hope they will all remember me fondly when the end of my days arrives. I hope they know that I love them dearly.
Time to close this missive. Didn't mean to go on like this but it's from my heart. I really don't know where the time goes. It's like I turned around and...bam! they were all grown up. *Sigh* I wish that time would slow down a bit and I could enjoy them all more. But I will take what I can get, whatever it is.
I love you all. Be kind because you never know what troubles people may be going through. They may have a smile on their lips but have a heart that is breaking. Here's a though in closing.....
One of the best gifts you can give someone is the gift of thanking them for being a part of your life. I thank you all for being a part of my life. Family and friends alike. ***Hugs***
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