Grandchildren are God's way of compensating us for growing old. ~Mary H. Waldrip
You do not really understand something unless you can explain it to your grandmother. ~Proverb
You do not really understand something unless you can explain it to your grandmother. ~Proverb
HH and I received an invitation last week to attend a special Mass for grandparent's at this, once little
tyke's, school.
We were to be at school cafeteria about 8:30 A.M. to meet a grand and walk to the church with her.
"Oh," I thought.
"HH will not like that."
In fact I was not too keen myself on having to get up early to get ready and be there by that time.
Well there is no way I was not going to go, HH either.
We arose about 7:00 and had time for coffee and some of the newspaper.
The school is nearby and so it was not too bad.
I really not mind getting up early, I just get anxious about trying to get somewhere on time.
Call me lazy or whatever.
Call us 'set in our ways.'
When we arrived at the church and school HH could not believe his eyes.
The church and school parking lots were full.
Now this is a big parish, the biggest in surrounding counties.
A private school.
Triple the number of students it had about three years ago.
Well we had a nice walk.
Our special, little tyke, now a tall beautiful sportsloving preteen was all smiles when we met her.
My heart just melted.
"Where is Papaw?" were her first words.
"He had to park on the next block and will be here as soon he walks over. He will meet us on the walk from the school to the church," I said.
We locked arms and sure enough met up with Papaw on the walk.
He was all smiles by then.
I must admit he was not too happy to get up so early and have trouble finding a parking place, convenient that is.
But those hugs and smiles that passed between us we all worth the little inconvenience it caused us.
She had to go back to school so with growling stomachs, we did not have time for breakfast before, we went to our favorite breakfast buffet for hot biscuit, sliced tomatoes and gravy and all the other good things.
Saw some old friends we hadn't seen in ages.
I love being a grandmother.
HH loves being a grandfather.
11 comments:
Thank you for participating in A Month of Thanksgiving! I've been very blessed by all your posts and feel like I got to know everyone in a special way. I hope that you will still join me on Tuesdays.
May you and your family have a Thanksgiving filled with many Blessings,
~Tamara
A delightful story, My Daughter went to St.Annes in Houston,
I remember Mass before class. I
always thought that was too much
every morning. Do they still do that? Well, wishing you and your whole family a wonderful
Thanksgiving. Yvonne
Nikki Dee is here this morning after a sleepover, so I understand. She also got us up quite early.
What a special way to spend time!
What a lovely way to start a day!
How nice to be able to enjoy a special time with your grandchild.
Happy Thanksgiving!
I'm glad you were able to share this special occasion with your grand daughter Peggy! I look forward to being able to spend more time with my grandson one day!
Hope you and your family have a wonderful Thanksgiving!
In response to the post that doesn't show up yet, I would like to note that I learned to spell pimiento in that notorious crossword. I hadn't realized there was an i in there.
Happy Thanksgiving my dear friend, you are truly blessed....:-)Hugs
Oh, yes, being grandmother and grandfather is definitely super grand! And going out for a huge breaky with growling tummies is very nice too! Love that the school has such a focus on the spiritual side of a person's life! Totally cool!
blessings fly your way.
Happy Belated Thanksgiving.
awards/treats 4 u
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