The Day I Fell In Love All Over Again

The day I fell in love all over again was the day my granddaughter was born. God has blessed my daughter and her husband with a beautiful baby girl, who gets to call me grandma. I am so excited to watch her grow and help her parents to guide her in this journey of life.

I had often told my kids when we talked about me being a grandmother in the future, “I will not be a cookie baking grandma, I will be the traveling grandma”. Well, let me just say, once I saw my granddaughter’s face for the first time, all of that went out the window. Baby girl, grandma will bake cookies, pies, bread, puddings and then some for and with you. I can already see us in the kitchen, you in your mini me apron rubbing up something scrumptious, all the while making a mess and me not fussing over the mess because we can clean it up together later. Our bonding time is most important.

Welcome to this amazing, sometimes cruel and unforgiving World, my granddaughter.

Grandma loves you endlessly!!