A Bittersweet Evening

My heart is filled with happiness and yet burdened with sadness this evening.

I have had such a good time over the past few days here in Grandbaby-Land!  It’s such a joy to see these beautiful babies grow and change.  It astounds me how much difference just a few weeks and months can make.  They’re both leaving behind the baby stage and entering the toddler stage already.

I consider myself so blessed in that Gerry and I have been able to spend time with them regularly since they were born.  Yet each time we leave to go back home I leave a little piece of my heart here with them.

The birth of these babies has caused me to reflect much on my life and my priorities, and I’ve made changes as a result of that personal reflection. 

What’s important in my life?  Are my actions in line with what I say my priorities are?  Am I making progress toward future goals?  What kind of legacy do I want to leave behind for these little ones?

 My reflections continue this evening as, once more, I prepare to say good-bye to my precious grandchildren.



I’m a writer, reader, and creative. I thought by now I’d have things figured out, but I keep coming up with more questions. I think that’s okay. I’m here most mornings pondering ordinary things and the thin places where faith intersects.
  1. Boy do I relate! There's just nothing quite like a grandchild to stir a grandmother's heart and set us upon the sifting of values & priorities. It's a hidden bonus to our gathering of wisdom as we age. And no doubt it will result in the deepening of our love for family, especially the wee ones in our midst!


  2. I know exactly how you feel. I so wanted to be part of my grandchild's life– alot– but can't be. So I've come to terms that my lagacy to him has to be in pieces– and that smaller amounts will have to count.

  3. so glad you are getting to enjoy your grandbabies…

  4. You touched a tender spot in my heart when you talked about the grandkids. My granddaughters are now approaching 11 and 13 and quickly growing more independent and involved in their own lives. Besides aching that 1300 miles seperate us, I ache for the ways our lives grow apart even with ongoing contact. Oh, if I could only scoop them up into my arms and hold on forever!!!

  5. You are so very blessed to be able to spend time with them. 🙂

  6. I can't relate to this in relationship to grandchildren, but I do understand the torn feeling. You'll make it through! You'll be able to have more and more phone conversations (I think my 4yo sounds so precious over the phone), and think about the hugs you'll get next time around!

  7. I sigh with you! It's always too short when you do get to visit with grandbaby's, especially when they're still so small. Guess you'd better hang tight to those precious memories until the next time!

  8. I know that bittersweet feeling. I had such a great time with my grandchilden over the holidays, but the time came to an end and I hated to leave but was glad to get back to some kind of organization and not living out of a suitcase.

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