Ode to Rain

Today my first granddaughter turned two months and eight days. She was born on April 28th. She received her shots today and I was hoping this would allow me to get to see her. I wanted a grandchild so badly and was so excited when I first found out and even more as the due date neared.

But then April came around with news of the Covid-19 Pandemic. I cancelled my trip to Los Angeles for the baby shower and hoped this would subside before the baby was born. We didn't know whether she would be a boy or girl at the time, but I dreamt that she was a girl and secretly hoped she would be. I have two sons and one daughter and I just wanted another beautiful little girl in my life. I prayed constantly for her health and safety and for her mother's short and uncomplicated labor. I am so thankful to have been blessed with each of these requests. 😇

I love her as though she is my own child, and in a "grand" way she actually is. This is why my heart breaks every day that I am kept away from her.💔  I never imagined that I wouldn't be present for my grandchild's birth. How much I wanted to hold her and smell her when she was born. Every time I think of her it's hard not to cry.😢  It was hard enough realizing that I wouldn't get to be with her as often as I'd like being that she lives so far. All I can do is stare at her pictures and wait to video chat with her online. I am thankful for technology in all of this. I know that this maddening time will not last forever and I will get to see her, play with her, and hold her very soon. 

How could such a little person have me over her so heartbroken? I have actually thought to drive to her house just to stare at her through the window. (But my family already thinks I'm weird and smothering). And yes, I am a bit obsessed with her, but not in crazy way or anything. There is no craziness to the love that a grandparent feels for their grandchildren, right? 😜 I am counting the days until I can be with her. 

La abuela te quiere mucho 💕

To me she will always be as right as Rain. 🌧

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