The best thing about being grandparents is knowing there is no perfect. Things don’t go as planned , and all that matters at the end of the day is that you loved and felt love.
This was the 1st time we had all three of our grandchildren together and my daughter hired a truly gifted photographer that has captured beautiful pictures of her family. Here we have a 2 1/2 year old, a 6 month old and a 1 month old. As you can see, the memo that it was photo day was not received. Someone is crying in every pic of the day but the joy of having them all together will never be lost in my heart.
So, take the pictures, make the memories. It does not matter if they are “insta worthy” or “perfect”. This day does not come again, there are more to come, but this one only happens today.
This year, like for many of you, looks different for our family.
When my son joined the military, I felt like my dad had really prepared me. He was always happy to celebrate holidays and birthdays whenever we could be together. The day didn’t matter. This is our 3rd Thanksgiving without our Marine but now, we have a nurse, an EMT and a essential worker doing COVID clean-ups, and we are in the middle of a pandemic, as 1st year empty nesters.
Today, my husband and me spent a quiet day with our granddaughter, baking, watching movies, dancing and singing. Tomorrow we will celebrate with our daughter and son in love and his parents. When we get home, we will celebrate with our youngest and Christmas will be with our middle son and his newborn son.
It is weird to have each child have their own holiday with us, but we also know how incredibly blessed we are. We are healthy, happy, and know how much we love each other.
Our SILs parents are truly the kindest, most genuine people I have ever meet and am grateful to have them as family.
In life, just because things don’t look the way we thought they would, does not mean they are not just as they should be.
Day started with coffee, of course, early morning HiiT workout, freshly washed curls and cute outfit on. All Mondays should be like this.
Happy Memorial Day!! Thank you to all of you remembering those you have lost to defend our freedom. Thank you to those that have served and are serving today. Your sacrifice is appreciated.
We are all flawed. We will make mistakes or respond to situations in a way that we wish we could change. The only way to grow is to let go, forgive yourself and learn the lessons. That is the path to love. When we love ourselves, we have more love to give to those we are blessed to share this life with.
I hope you all had a beautiful Mother’s Day. All us mom’s need some glitter in our lives and of course coffee. Hope Monday shines bright just like you.
Happy Monday!! Shake it up, try something new! A new workout, a new recipe, a new drive home. Let go of any weekend guilt and kick start your week.
The past few weeks my son has been home on leave for the 1st time as a Marine. I am guilty of several things on this list and today in the market I can add “hiding your tears in the market as you shop for Sunday dinner, because you don’t know when the next one is”. Parenthood is hard. Motherhood is hard. Being a Military Parent stretches and challenges you in ways you can’t imagine until you are there. You are filled with so much pride, yet this child you love more than anything puts themselves through brutal training and challenges to be ready to protect and defend at a moments notice. Our job as parents is raise our children to grow into confident, independent, young adults ready to conquer their dreams. Raising a child who’s dream is to defend an entire country and adopt a new family to fight side by side with, makes you realize you really rocked at your job, and you have a truly amazing kid. So hug your babies while they are home. Smaller or taller than you. Say ” I Love You”, listen to their stories, they are your heart. As they venture out into the world, no matter what path they follow, time is all you want. To hug, to listen, to love.