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.
Tag: children
Simply Sunday
When you are two
The whole world
Is yours-
And you know it!
You hear your name
Over and over
Understanding
It belongs to you-
Once you can say it
The word my
Quickly follows-
My Mama
My Dada
My toy
My everything!
Sass and confidence
In such small packages-
As it should be
When you are two
Remembering how fast time passes…learning to celebrate the small moments. ❤
Simply Sunday
I have been living with this poem for weeks, questioning my words. Are they too sentimental, too emotional, or too serious? Finally, I decided they were not too anything. They are my thoughts. Maybe some of you can relate. 🩷
A Mom’s Thoughts
-For my children
Should the time come
That our roles reverse
And my need for care from you
Outweighs my ability to care for you-
Know that I love you
I will always love you
More than I have ever been able
To completely and fully express –
From the day you were born
No-from the moment I knew you existed
I loved you-
Looking back and looking forward
Must only be done in small amounts
While standing firmly in the present-
I know this is true-
Giving yourself to each day
As each day gives itself to you
Is the wiser of choices-
So, I will not linger on the thought of that day-
Only to say this- I am thankful
We are pieces of the same puzzle
Happy Mother’s Day! 💐
Simply Sunday
Serving Security
Nothing fancy
No gourmet recipe
This batch was not
As fluffy as I’d
Have preferred
Then again, I haven’t
Made them in
Quite some time
Still, there’s something
Sweet in the making
And in the sharing
A Saturday morning
Family tradition
For many years
Before I even realized
It was a tradition
But the kids knew
They sensed security
In such a simple thing
And for that
I am grateful-
This batch may not
Have been my best
Let’s face it, it wasn’t
But my little granddaughter
Ate them up just like
Her dad, her aunt,
And her uncle used to do
TO BE NEEDED
My recent desire for a pet may be related to our recently empty nest. What is it about that need to care for someone or something? As a young mom, someone always needs you. And though some moments felt overwhelming, part of me misses those days. Yes, they will always need me at some level. And I will always be their mom. The difference now is I realize how very much I need them. ❤️
MEET MALIBU
You were scared
No purring
No quiet meows
Only hiding
Not in an
Unfriendly way
You were scared-
I think she needs me
Even though
The thought of
Taking you home
Made me nervous
Pets bring responsibility
But here we are
And I think maybe
I need you, too
Simply Sunday
Side by Side
Every now and then
A sweet moment
Becomes an instant
Replay of the past
Even if not initially
Recognized as such-
A smile captured
Awakening a
Recollection
Prompting a search-
A search for
An image from
Another time
That when placed
Beside the new
Allows past and present
To share smiles
And sweet joy
Cherishing a
Precious treasure
Handmade with love
Son and daughter on the left, granddaughter on the right. ❤️
Simply Sunday
As a new Mom, I had much to learn. On-the-job training at its finest! There were many changes and emotions to process. I was barely able to catch my breath. And I haven’t even mentioned the lack of sleep. But, oh, so much love.
As a new Gigi, there is still much to learn. Much of it through reflecting. Seeing my babies as I hold my granddaughter. Understanding how my mom must have felt holding my children for the first time. And again, so much love.
Motherhood is a beautiful circle of strength and love sewn with unbreakable threads. It causes us to need each other in ways we may never completely understand. It leaves me humbled and grateful.
Happy Mother’s Day! 💗
No Longer Kids
We grew up together. Cousins, a curious mix of family and friends. If I’ve ever talked to you about cousins, you know I have twenty-five first cousins on my mom’s side of the family! I love sharing that fact.
This group was enveloping. Some older, some younger, and some the same age. We played hard and fought sometimes. Learned how to hold babies when a new cousin came along. The older ones served as built-in babysitters.
Now, we’re all grown up. We each took our own path. Don’t see each other often, maybe at a funeral or a rare holiday visit. But when one is sick, as is currently the case, or facing challenges, there is a flood of memories and emotions.
In those moments, I picture us as kids again. Running and playing with no thoughts of accidents, cancer, or death. But reality snaps me back with one look in the mirror. The truth is unavoidable. We are no longer kids.
That truth mixes with our history, leaving me grateful that we grew up together. Leaving me wanting to say, I love you.
Goodnights
Tiny hand
Gently
Patting me
On the back
Head quietly
Resting
On my shoulder-
Hands folded
Held still
Near your face
As I tuck you
Snuggly in bed-
Seemed like
Overnight
You were too big
To be tucked in
Staying up
Later than
Mom and dad
A sweet
Reversal of roles
The big kid
Coming in
To tell us goodnight-
I don't remember
When any of those
Goodnights
Changed
But they did-
And that's ok
Preparing to be a grandma has me thinking about those early days and years of motherhood. They change so fast.
We are looking forward to welcoming sweet Emilia June very soon! 💗
Do You Remember?
Thinking in terms
Of my life story
At this moment
Feels a bit
Daunting
Contemplating
What I know
And wish I knew
About my own
Grandmothers
Naturally shifts
My perspective
So much more
They could have
Would have said
Given more time
Asked more questions-
Motivation to
Open the book
Begin writing
One word
One sentence
One memory
One song
At a time
Piano Girl 