More Hopeful

While I'm afraid to look at the News-feeds, this morning, I do feel more hopeful. Maybe it's related to my having seen all my 6 grandchildren over the weekend ... and all my kids, too.

Life has its rhythms. A Good Thing!

Read two postings to a discussion, this AM. A Grandma visiting from 8,000 miles away is expecting another grandspawn and reported that her son had told the child that he could come out now. Another Grandma responded that obviously this baby knew what was best.

Combination of past two postings brought back memory from early e-mails days 15.5 years ago. I had been sending daily e-mail to my youngest who was expecting her first and our first grandchild. The letters were directed to Cletus the Foetus, the yet unborn-greatly-awaited Chosen One by all four grandparents and uncles and aunts. After 100's of these e-mails from the child's "entourage" collected, it was near time. The doctor told the Mother-to-be that the baby was 7 pounds and could come, at any moment. I posted a comment to Cletus, suggesting that it was fine for her to appear whenever she felt ready. My So. African counterpart ... the other Grandfather ... was not entirely pleased. He was/is a neonatologist and didn't I know that everyday in this womb without a view (my shtick ... not his) was a blessing towards development. I did my best to apologize for not paying a sufficiency of attention to how the baby might impulsively choose premature birth. But all who read these scribbles know my thoughtlessness, already ... I won't belabor the point. Truth be told, S was a very smart baby and child and young lady, even if she failed to read in utero and took me on a lengthy shopping spree to find a certain brand of Kiwi-Strawberry Pink Lemonaide that she and her friends favor and that looks suspiciously radioactive.

Odd -- it is -- that all these years later, he (the other Grandpa) was in favor of her popping off to a boarding school 300 miles away from her Mama (later, this week) and I was the one advocating that she stay put for two more years untill college while I continued to try to inure myself to the fact that her Momma was old enough to have a child old enough to shuffle off to school away from home. 

I'm glad that life has its twists and today's is towards hopefulness.