You know what? I wrote a long post about being a grandmother and then I lost part of it and I decided that it was fate (which I do not believe in but...whatever) because it wasn't very good. Okay, it wasn't that bad but it made me sound as if I was someone who knew shit about shit and I don't.
All I really know is that being a grandmother makes me feel like I am part of a long chain of women who have loved purely and well.
And that I am tired.
A good tired, but tired.
And that I spent a few very precious moments with my grandson on my hip today, watching the cardinals eat at the feeder and I could feel his mind opening to the concept of birds as he watched so quietly and seriously and I loved him so much that it hurt.
Please go visit the website. There are some amazing pictures there. And if I ever grow up to be that beautiful- as beautiful as that grandmother, I will die happy.
I will try to recapture my ability to write real words tomorrow.
And that photo shows what it meant and should still mean to grow old. Today women have every cosmetic procedure available to man and they just don't look 'old' anymore. And that's kinda sad.
ReplyDeleteVery good. Get some sleep, MM.
ReplyDeleteThat is a beautiful grandmother in that picture.
ReplyDeleteI had some moments of intense love with my little ones today too. The light and the air this time of year just begs for me to Savor! Cherish!
A great photo. I miss my grandmother.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful pictures.
ReplyDeleteI am feeling like a surly granddaughter today over some grandaughterly duties I would rather not perform, that involve lots of driving and trying to find babysitters that aren't there to be found, and a ninety three year old grandmother guilt tripping me and your vision of awed bird watching sounds altogether more appealing!
Wish I was a more grace-ful granddaughter today :(
She is a beautiful grandmother, as are you, Mary Moon.
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Ah Ms. Moon - the love is palpable, even if you don't have the words today. (I've also been writing about not having any words. It's going around. Not sure if I'll publish. Perhaps words will come later.)
ReplyDeletemy children's beautiful nonna returned last night ( they spend half the year back in the ol' country ) , and she absolutely embodies this . I want to be her when I grow up. And old. And ever more beautiful.
ReplyDeleteand I just get so much satisfaction knowing we may have been doing the cardinal gazing at the same time. Although I was holding my silly dog so he wouldn't chase them away.
Love the photo. It is beautiful. I miss my grandmothers. They rocked.
ReplyDeleteRebecca- I agree. And I love her finery. Adornment is good at any age.
ReplyDeleteSJ- I did.
Lora- You are so mindful. I love that about you.
Syd- She would be happy to know you do.
Jo- It is hard to be grace-full all the time. No. Impossible.
N2- As are you.
Mwa- Maybe we are all just tired.
deb- Cardinals are like bright reminders of the spark of life, aren't they?
This made me have a thought... You know how some people like to ask what 5 or 10 people (whatever it is) you would like to have at a dinner party? I would very much like you and my grandmother to meet at such a table.
ReplyDeleteMs. Bastard-Beloved- I wish my grandmother had been more able to be who she really was.
ReplyDeleteYou rock too, by the way.
Stephanie- I would sit at that table and be honored.
That photo made me smile
ReplyDeleteYou ARE that beautiful
xoxoxo
Michelle- No way! But I love you for saying that.
ReplyDeleteYour words are real and they are beautiful. And you are as beautiful as that grandmother.
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