Sunday, April 07, 2019
The coming of spring for our family has been amazing - I actually can’t think of a better word for it, though it feels inadequate.
I wanted to become a grandmother, but with my children going through their mid thirties, I was almost resigned to not having grandchildren. However, although I wanted to be a grandmother, I didn’t understand why grandmothers were quite so potty about their grandchildren.
Last Wednesday, we heard the news from my son and DIL. At first, my mind was blank. Then I felt a joy I never expected. I like my life, but my two main roles, both of which give me enormous satisfaction, are also quite hard - my full-time job and caregiving for my husband. Now I’ll have a third role, grandmother - a softer role, I think.
My husband was always curmudgeonly about the possibility of grandchildren - not the least bit interested, he said. He’s been talking about it constantly since we heard the news! He wouldn’t admit it, but he’s thrilled. A few years ago, I didn’t expect we’d see our 40th wedding anniversary. Until last week, I wasn’t expecting to have grandchildren. Both are going to happen at the same time later this year.