 A child enters your life, and suddenly the word “family” takes on new meaning. I love this photo of Fiona: each of her two tiny hands grasps one finger of the wedding-ringed hands of her parents. A covenant group, pledging their commitment. They were two; now they are three, and the tiny bundle of new life takes center stage. What a momentous launching into unknown seas of discovery. What a thrill to be here on the sidelines, safe from sleep-deprivation, but ready to step in as the B-team on request. What a privilege to be part of the insider team, or just to enjoy the magnificent unfolding story from a loving distance. This Grandma thing is going to be awesome. My 60th year in 60,000 words Day 82: 120 words, TOTAL = 13,719; 46,281 remaining |
AuthorRobin Clifford Wood is a writer and writing teacher. She lives in central Maine with her husband and dogs, loves to be outdoors, and enjoys ever-expanding horizons through her grown children and their multi-species families. Archives
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