This is my second blog written to capture memories made with our grandchildren. The link to my first blog, "Meet Our Grandchildren," is listed below in the right hand column. Hope you have time to read some of it. Our journey to becoming grandparents has been full of adventure and much love.

Wednesday, June 4, 2014

Will You Dance With Me Revisited?

I posted this on my first blog, The Ryan Clan, almost five years ago. Am I still making lots of these excuses; pretty much. Just in case some of you are, I decided to share this again. Do something fun today with someone who is important to you. Have a great day:~)

Monday, September 21, 2009

Will You Dance With Me?

This is posted on my grandmothers of internationally adopted children Yahoo group. Elva shares many words of wisdom. I had to share this with all of you. It hit home with me.

Too many people put off something that brings them joy just because they haven't thought about it, don't have it on their schedule, didn't know it was coming or are too rigid to depart from their routine. I got to thinking one day about all those women on the Titanic who passed up dessert at dinner that fateful night in an effort to cut back. From then on, I've tried to be a little more flexible...

How many women out there will eat at home because their husband didn't suggest going out to dinner until after something had been thawed? Does the word 'refrigeration' mean nothing to you? How often have your kids dropped in to talk and sat in silence while you watched 'Jeopardy' on television? I cannot count the times I called my sister and said, 'How about going to lunch in a half hour? She would gas up and stammer, 'I can't. I have clothes on the line. My hair is dirty. I wish I had known yesterday. I had a late breakfast, it looks like rain.' And my personal favorite: 'It's Monday.' She died a few years ago. We never did have lunch together.

Because Americans cram so much into their lives, we tend to schedule our headaches. We live on a sparse diet of promises we make to ourselves when all the conditions are perfect! We'll go back and visit the grandparents when we get Steve toilet-trained. We'll entertain when we replace the living-room carpet.... We'll go on a second honeymoon when we get two more kids out of college.

Life has a way of accelerating as we get older. The days get shorter, and the list of promises to ourselves gets longer.. One morning, we awaken, and all we have to show for our lives is a litany of  'I'm going to,' 'I plan on,' and 'Someday, when things are settled down a bit.'

When anyone calls my 'seize the moment' friend, she is open to adventure and available for trips. She keeps an open mind on new ideas. Her enthusiasm for life is contagious. You talk with her for five minutes, and you're ready to trade your bad feet for a pair of roller blades and skip an elevator for a bungee cord...
My lips have not touched ice cream in 10 years. I love ice cream. It's just that I might as well apply it directly to my stomach with a spatula and eliminate the digestive process. The other day, I stopped the car and bought a triple-decker. If my car had hit an iceberg on the way home, I would have died happy.
Now....go on and have a nice day. Do something you WANT to......not something on your SHOULD DO list. If you were going to die soon and had only one phone call you could make, who would you call and what would you say?

And why are you waiting? Make sure you read this to the end; you will understand why I sent this to you. Have you ever watched kids playing on a merry- go-round or listened to the rain lapping on the ground? Ever followed a butterfly's erratic flight or gazed at the sun into the fading night? Do you run through each day on the fly? When you ask ' How are you?' Do you hear the reply? When the day is done, do you lie in your bed with the next hundred chores running through your head? Ever told your child, 'We'll do it tomorrow.' And in your haste, not see his sorrow? Ever lost touch? Let a good friendship die? Just call to say 'Hi?' When you worry and hurry through your day, it is like an unopened gift.....Thrown away........ Life is not a race, Take it slower. Hear the music before the song is over.

To those I have sent this to..... I cherish our friendship and appreciate all you do. 'Life may not be the party we hoped for... but while we are here we might as well dance!'
 Hugs and kisses,

Monday, June 2, 2014

A Precious Gift Meant Just for Nana - that's Me!

Isn't this sketch wonderful? Wouldn't you agree who ever drew it has been blessed with a precious gift? Every time I study it I see something new to my eyes. And my eyes fill with tears knowing this drawing was made just for me.

Now I will share the story behind it. I have a thirteen year old granddaughter who used to be this silly little girl who spent overnights with her Nana dressing up in night gowns; laughing at some funny thing her Nana said or laughing with her Nana just to laugh. That Nana was me. That granddaughter was Kara. We shared far more special times together than most nana's and granddaughter's do. And I will always treasure every one of them.

Now this silly little girl is growing up. She is thirteen. She has become this beautiful young lady on the outside with blue eyes that have always had a special glisten in them. She looks so reserved now. That silly side is only shared with her young friends. I have to admit I have been very jealous. I want that little girl back! Well, we all know that will not happen. Kara will continue to mature and develop her personality. But now I realize that special relationship shared between us has not disappeared. It has just changed its appearance.

Most artists would have just sketched the young lady sporting such a pretty dress and awesome shoes. But my granddaughter, Kara Michelle, personalized it just for me; her Nana. She let me know how much she loves me. She knows butterflies are special to me. And she included two with "NANA" written on their wings. Is Kara saying our relationship, too, has gone through a metamorphosis? Is this her way of telling me our relationship is as special as it has always been, but has changed in appearance as that caterpillar did when it changed into a butterfly? Most importantly, Kara has reinforced just how much she loves me.

Kara, I will always "love you to the moon and back!" Thank you for my precious gift; your sketch with all the love you included in it.

How very blessed I am.
Hugs and kisses,