My first grandchild started pre-school last week. It is so hard to believe that she is old enough to go to school. It’s hard to believe that I’m old enough to have grandchildren. To say that time flies is an understatement.
When you hear the word grandmother, you think of gray hair, slumped shoulders and walking like “Tim Conway”, well that’s what I think anyway. Somedays I feel like that, but most of the time, I still feel a little bit on the young side. I still love having fun, riding my motorcycle (yes I have a street bike) attending children’s church camp, going on mission trips and loving life. Next year I hit a new milestone. A number that makes me sound very old, to my ears anyway. My husband turned 60 last year and it’s almost my turn. Wow, where have the years gone.
Three beautiful daughters have blessed me with 4 incredible grandchildren and a new edition coming in November. It’s wonderful being a grandmother and I wouldn’t trade it for anything.
