Today has been a day dropped out of June into April.
L.M. Montgomery, Anne of Windy Poplars
We are blessed by the opportunity to spend the afternoon with our granddaughter, take her to dance class, and attend the student-led conference at her school—the first one since she transitioned from home school to public school last fall.
It’s fascinating to see her interact with her peers and teachers. She is confident, articulate, and goes out of her way to include others. The report from her third grade teacher refers to her as a role model for the school. She has social skills I covet.
Academically, she shines; and writing is at the top of the list. Her teacher makes reference to the “awesome stories” she writes. In this she is like her mama and her grandmother. It’s fascinating to see the writing gene passed down.
This morning I am reflective. I’m thinking about nature and nurture, what busy lives this younger generation is in the throes of, how grateful I am for my slower paced time of life, and also for opportunities to step into that busyness from time to time.
Today, another stellar day; and late this afternoon a talent show at our granddaughter’s school where she will be performing a dance she choreographed herself. Have I mentioned that I covet her confidence?
Oh, it really is, Marian!
Oh, Linda, your post has beautifully reminded me of how wonderful it is to have a grandchild. My grandson is only two months old, and I already admire his sense of humor and appreciation for the outdoors.
Blessings on your weekend ~ Wendy
There’s nothing as sweet as our grandchildren! It’s one of the greatest gifts of this stage of life. Happy weekend to you as well, Wendy.
I’m worried about how busy our next generation/s are. I’ve not been able to spend any significant time with my family in the last several months, because of school, work, activities, sports, events. I’m getting tired about it just typing it. I wish our younger generations would take a few moments to say, “hey, I wonder what MoMo is doing this weekend?”
I hear you, Karen. Busyness does not come without a cost and unfortunately we do not always understand that cost until late.
Dear Linda, I have no children or grandchildren, but a young woman I met through blogging has adopted me as her children’s grandmother. The four of them call me “Grandma Dee.” Those words are such a gift. The youngest of the four is in the 2nd grade and like your grand-daughter, she is amazing! Peace.
What a sweet gift, Dee!