Gigi, look at the sky!
I always seem to be
looking at the sky.
Had my granddaughter noticed?
Either way, the reminder
brought a fresh curiosity.
What did her eyes see when
looking at the sky?
I knew she noticed airplanes.
I’d watched her eyes
respond to hearing one
even before it flew into view.
Then watched as she
waved, asking it to come back.
Listening, looking, responding-
Is it that effortless? I think so.
Gig, look at the sky!
A flood of wisdom in
the simplest reminder
from the tiniest voice.
Piano Girl 
It is a poem about the invisible inheritance that passes from granddaughter to grandmother: that of learning to look at the world with wonder.
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Yes! The best kind of inheritance. ❤️
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Absolutely! ❤️
That kind of inheritance is what truly enriches the soul and lasts forever.
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It’s so effortless with kids! Just like faith! This is so heartwarming, as always, Gigi! Sending love and hugs, my friend. ❣️❣️
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it’s always refreshing and illuminating to see things through a child’s eyes —
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