Along the Way

I was a reluctant grandmother.   To be a grandparent was not something I resisted but life was good, full with  friends and personal interests.  Forgotten was all that baby, little kid stuff, cloth books and rattle toys.   On the day though that Lucy Lee happened,  life became rich and enlivened anew.   Grand parenthood is  the grand adventure.

Like a splashy wave hitting the shore, she arrived on a cool breezy September evening in Newport Beach, Hoag Hospital.   Lucy Lee enchants me.   She runs to greet me.    I rush to her.   Mutual adoration is the special phenomenon that is grand parenthood.  We head to the beach with a skip as she begins to tell me all that matters.

“Lucy go lightly wherever you go, light as a lark, from your head to your toe.  In slippers you float and in sandals you flow, so Lucy, go lightly, wherever you go.”  …