I have made many mistakes and learned many lessons over the years as a parent. It became clear early that when my child felt sad or was hurt, I would feel that pain as well. There have been days when I would wait to talk to one of my children to just gauge how they were doing. I would begin to ask them how their day had gone, was everyone nice to them, did anyone pick on them? I wanted to know how they were doing.
So a quick recap in case you did not read last week’s blog. We discovered that Shirley was pregnant, and after the initial shock, Shirley settled in and prepared for our new child. I melted like ice cream on a hot summer day!
My grandmother was a wonderful woman. She was very kind to me and always treated me with love and sensitivity. As a child, I would stay down the Cape with her and my grandfather, and I always looked forward to those visits. They were filled with fun and laughter. All of her grandchildren called her “Mom.” It was a bit different, but it fit her perfectly.