By Mo Breden
I’m NOT a Grandma. I may never be. I have made my peace with it, and I sincerely am ok with it. One of my most ardent desires in life was to be a mother, and I was blessed twice in that regard. I will always count those two relationships, with my daughter and my son, as the most cherished in my life.
One of the reasons I have easily made peace with it is because of the “little loves” that have come into my life and have remained. Most prominently, my great niece and nephew and the two daughters of my daughter’s best friend. I know I don’t see them as often as a grandmother would, but when I do, it’s all about love and fun and conversations that put me over the moon. I’m so grateful for these little loves, and I couldn’t love them more if I was their Grandma.
In the past few days my great niece had to be hospitalized, I couldn’t be there, but I was there, texting, driving my niece crazy with questions, suggestions, and more questions. I lay awake last night waiting to hear word about the opinions of the doctors and I’m happy to say, she’s doing much better today. Her symptoms have lessened and she is more back to herself. I couldn’t have been more concerned, or more scared last night, if I was her Grandma.
So, the question begs, what makes a Grandma, or Grandpa, or Mother or Father, for that matter? It is not solely a matter of genetics, it is a stirring in the soul, it is a spiritual attachment to a child that you love and care about. These little loves that come into our lives, captivate and stay with us, near or far, and they do not have to be blood relationships.
Life frequently does not give us what we want, or what we think we want. Life surprises you with unexpected gifts in unexpected places and with little loves. There is, for sure, a lesson in this. When I don’t get what I want or what I think I should get, I have my little loves as reminders of what great surprises and joy life has brought to me and I believe will continue to bring to me. Think about the little loves in your life, the unexpected joys and surprises that life has brought to you, and be thankful.
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