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Sunday Sermon and Very Special Grand-babies

8 Apr

“She loved them so much that she felt a kind of hollowness on the inner surface of her arms whenever she looked at them- an ache of longing to pull them close and hold them tight against her.”

― Anne Tyler

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Wow! Anne Tyler got that quote right.

Another Sunday, another overcast and dreary day. But, as always, a good day greeting before Mass, hugs and handshakes, and dispensing little toys to a few little friends at the door.

The Gospel today was the story of Jesus bringing Lazarus back to life after being dead for four days. The sisters, Mary and Martha, had faith in Jesus even though their brother was dead.

40 Jesus replied, ‘Have I not told you that if you believe you will see the glory of God?’

My take on it… the early followers of Jesus came to believe His divine powers and infinite love by His many miracles and teachings. Sometimes it’s difficult to believe in something we can’t see, but if you have faith and trust, then you will see clearly. If you think about it, when we are little babies, we have to trust that we will be loved and nourished and taken care of. When a loving mother holds her newborn baby in her arms, she would sacrifice anything for that child. That’s how God must feel when He looks at His children.

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After Mass, I stopped at McDonald’s all by myself. I didn’t have a friend to stop and have coffee with, so I decided that I kinda like my own company, so I treated myself to a large iced tea. I sat and read my bulletin and just people watched a while.

I stopped at Tom Thumb to pick up a few things. Oh no, another sale. I bought more cake and brownie mixes and canned pie filling. Miss Suzy, the checkout lady, asked if I planned on doing a lot of baking. I told her that I do bake a lot, but I always double my recipes so I can take some to my friends at the fire station. I had to laugh when she told me, “There’s this sweet lady that comes in here all the time and buys a lot of baking supplies too. I call her the cookie lady because sometimes she brings me cookies.” Ha! I said, “That’s my friend, Miss Pat. Everyone calls her the cookie lady. She bakes cookies for everyone.” Small world.

When I got home, Helene texted asking if I had plans for the afternoon. We met for a long lunch at Panera. When I got home, Joe texted to see if I wanted to FaceTime with my grand-daughters. Yay! I wasn’t expecting another call because we did FaceTime yesterday when Uncle Matt was visiting. My little girls are getting so big. Thank goodness for technology.

I FaceTime and talk on my iPad and take pictures and videos of what’s on the iPad with my iPhone. Pretty good for an old grandma. I love my little girls.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6CPL81vBv1E

She loves her singing penguin and plays it all the time. Some crazy old grandma got that for her at Christmas. Drives Mom and Dad crazy. (That’s what grandmas are for, right?)

She was putting on her pretend eye makeup and said, “Now Gamma?” So I put my face up close to the camera and she put pretend eye makeup on my image on the phone. Such a beautiful imagination.

Sundays are so special. I hope yours was great too. Happy Sunday, my friends.

Friday:) Final Friday and Days With Friends and Family

29 Dec

“You don’t want to get too wrapped up in that final destination. You want to enjoy the journey, enjoy the process, and just take it one step at a time.”

~Carli Lloyd

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The time here with family and friends has zip-lined past me in a haze. This time next week I’ll be sitting at home, looking at pictures, sipping my Friday night Black Russian, and missing the sweet warmth of a new born baby lying on my chest, and a curly haired toddler saying, “Gamma come!”

I’ve posted a zillion pictures of grandchildren these past few weeks, so these will be the final installment.

It was a great Friday. My dear friend Debbie came over for a visit. We went to Northbrook Mall and did some shopping and had lunch. We stopped at the grocery store so I could pick up some snacks for tomorrow’s big Cotton Bowl game. Notre Dame vs ? I don’t know who they’re playing. I’m rooting for Notre Dame. My son Joe is so excited, he said he may not be able to sleep tonight. ND Class of ’03.

I also needed to pick up some Kahlua and vodka and ice cream for Black Russian Friday. Would you believe they didn’t have those vital beverages for Gamma?

You know this will be hard to leave, but easy to remember.

Belle is such a good little mommy. She is changing her baby’s diaper. Sweetness personified.

Now, Gamma is done sipping her Black Russian and just about to hold a fussy baby. Loving every minute.

Theme Song Thursday:) Child of Mine

28 Dec

Child of my child, and heart of my heart

Whether together, or miles apart.

A grandmother’s love is what it implies

It’s grander each day, and just multiplies.

The warmth of her heart will never grow old

The gleam of her eye, more precious than gold.

Stars up in heaven could never outshine

This child of my child, now child of mine.

~Toni Armenta Andrukaitis

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I find that a poem can often express ten thousand words in just a few lines. As I sat for hours holding my second grandchild in my arms, it made me realize that the more children and grandchildren you have doesn’t divide your love, but rather multiplies your ability to love. There’s something very special about holding the child of your child. And, I look forward to living long enough to hold their children in my arms. Blessings are only multiplied as the years go by. My wandering thoughts inspired a poem to express how it feels to be a grandmother.

This has been a wonderful Christmas and holiday season. When I try to count my blessings, I realize that I can’t count that high.

Carole King’s song “Child of Mine” is the song that I chose for the mother/son dance at my son’s wedding. I softly sang it in his ear as we danced. And now, I softly sing it to my grandchildren when I cradle them in my arms.

Friday:) Firsts, Seconds, and Those Traditions

22 Dec

“Firsts are best because they are beginnings.”

― Jenny Han

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I’m not a first-time Grandma, this is my second time around. I’ll be honest with you, it’s just as exciting, rewarding,scary, and fantastic as r first time. You other grandmas out there know what I’m talking about. When you hold your child’s child, it’s like magic multiplied in your arms.

Today was Sophie’s first bath. Crying and red faced screaming was expected, but she did a great job, and not that much crying. She’s such a good baby. She’s one week old already. I’ll blink and I’ll be dancing at her wedding. (My mom always used to say things like that.)

Firsts….

Seconds… treasuring every second.

Besides being blessed, being able to hold Baby Sophie an hour here or there, I also get a chance to play with Belle. I just melt when she cups her little hand towards herself in a wave and says, “Gamma come?” She’s such a cutie. I always reply, “Gamma’s coming.”

Maybe she will teach Gamma how to play the piano in a few years.

All is quiet here. The children all nestled and snug in their beds…. and it’s Friday. Now, for my traditional Black Russian Friday. All is well with the world.

Single Word Sunday:) GAMMA

17 Dec

“Better than a thousand hollow words, is one word that brings peace.”

~Buddha

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Just one word to describe this beautiful Sunday…GAMMA.

Gamma got to hold Baby Sophie today for the first time. If you think the second time around is not as special, we’ll, you’d be wrong. Love has no limits, but rather grows exponentially.

“Love is lovelier the second time around.” (A show tune, for those up for the challenge.”

Here’s a challenge for you. Can you describe your day with just one word?

Tuesday:) Time With Gamma

5 Dec

“Becoming a grandmother is wonderful. One moment you’re just a mother. The next you are all-wise and prehistoric.”

~Pam Brown

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It’s been wonderful spending time with my little grand-daughter. The more time I spend with her, the more she says, “Gamma, come!” Then, I’m supposed to follow her around. I’d follow her to the moon and back. She’s so darn cute.

She likes to play with her baby, slide down her slide, ride on her pink pony, and read books before bed. That’s just the hour before bed.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r9_LTPVH_Q8

Tuesday:) Today is Baby Belle’s Birthday

6 Dec

“You think you could never love so much as when you hold your own child. Then, you hold your grandchild, and you know you were wrong.”

~ Toni Armenta Andrukaitis

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The temperatures in the Chicago area went from the unseasonably balmy 60’s yesterday, then plunged with ferocious bitter cold winds, now in the 20’s. But, cold, nor wind, nor gloom of day could prevent me from celebrating my first grandchild’s first birthday on this special day. December 5th. This is one of my testimony trilogy miracle days. Belle Trinidad was born one year ago today, turning a painful day on the calendar into a day of celebration.

My sister and I drove to Deerfield to meet Joe, Lindsay and Baby Belle for dinner at a very nice Mexican restaurant, El Tadicional. <Hmmm? She looks good in a sombrero. Must be in the blood.

I was glad that I could be in town for this special day. She is just so cute. Belle rarely gets to see me, so she smiles and giggles when I’m at a distance and mommy or daddy are holding her, but she whimpers if I try and hold her. (Well, that’s gonna have to change!)

If I’ve said it once, I’ve said it a million times. I am blessed.

Happy birthday Belle!