The birthday party was a huge success. You only turn one once. In this incarnation at least. The circle of life was well represented today. My daughter holding a birthday party for her daughter. My daughter's friends were present, as well as their kids too. Reminded me of the not too distant past when I held my daughter's birthday party with my friends and their kids. To see all the young twenty something parents and all the little kids running round was fun. We have our kids and the do the best for them. Sacrifice to have them well taken care of. But kids have their own fate; destiny, their own little souls or essense. For all our effort, what will be will be....and that can be a hard lesson to learn. We never give up. The Lady, when she worked with the elderly, would often remind herself when a patient was crass or disruptive, that they were once somebody's child. They were loved and cared for...or at least you hope so, as it was not always the case. But usually, there was a parent who pinned hopes and wishes for this person who was now old, often in pain, that needed the care and love that a parent once held for them. In time, I will be the old man and my grandaughter will hold a birthday party for her child and my daughter will watch the circle go round and round. And so it goes.
The birthday party was a huge success. You only turn one once. In this incarnation at least. The circle of life was well represented today. My daughter holding a birthday party for her daughter. My daughter's friends were present, as well as their kids too. Reminded me of the not too distant past when I held my daughter's birthday party with my friends and their kids. To see all the young twenty something parents and all the little kids running round was fun. We have our kids and the do the best for them. Sacrifice to have them well taken care of. But kids have their own fate; destiny, their own little souls or essense. For all our effort, what will be will be....and that can be a hard lesson to learn. We never give up. The Lady, when she worked with the elderly, would often remind herself when a patient was crass or disruptive, that they were once somebody's child. They were loved and cared for...or at least you hope so, as it was not always the case. But usually, there was a parent who pinned hopes and wishes for this person who was now old, often in pain, that needed the care and love that a parent once held for them. In time, I will be the old man and my grandaughter will hold a birthday party for her child and my daughter will watch the circle go round and round. And so it goes.
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That is truly amazing and what a great picture!
As you know, my baby just turned 10, and probably to others, that just seems to be a "so what?" but to me, I marvel at it. Has it really been nearly 11 years since I found out I was expecting? How can that little baby who once looked to me for everything be so darned independant now. Now, rather than always seeing babies of friends my age and wondering what it might be like to be a momma again, I can begin to look forward to being a grandma....I honestly can't wait for the next 10 years or more when my family might expand again (plus saves me the trouble of starting again in my 30's). I can be a hip ol' granny who can give 'em back when they become bothersome. Sounds wonderful to me.
Capegirl...thanks. She is a peach and my joy.