Well, here we go. Not quite sure what I'm doing.... So here's the first "post"....hoo hoo hoo.
Thinking about Sunday mornings when I attend church where Heather and family attend. Months ago when Lily was quite young, well before turning one, I was late and sat three pews behind the family. At some point, Lily looked over Heather's shoulder and saw me and her whole little face lit up with the biggest smile. People in the two rows between us, looked back to see who she was so happy to see. That was sweeter recognition than writing a best seller, than doing some uncommon heroic thing, than just about anything else. I worry sometimes when I visit there that the little ones are less settled in the pew than when I'm not with them. They vie to be close, climbing all over me. I get hot, quite rumpled, my hair sticking out in odd places. And somehow I feel more beautiful than if I were 100 pounds lighter, dressed in some sophistcated, lovely outfit just off the rack. Great fun being Nana --- ever since Oak.