Limes, Palm Trees and Family

Clear the calendar for the week and travel.

Around the bend ahead on Canopy Road

lay wonders galore.  The road was winding and

curvy.  Outside the city, in the country with

surrounding woods.  Hanging moss everywhere.

Mini-sized goats munched the grass.  No mower

required.  He-haws of  mules.  Horses too.

A feeling of calm and peace entered.  Reminiscent

of  the woods where I grew up only different

trees and vegetation here as we approached our

turn off deep into the woods.  What was ahead?

Another turn.  We arrived at our son’s house.

March is a good month to visit Florida.  Not

too hot yet.  We exchanged the snow for lovely

sunny days in the upper seventies.  Knowing

that air conditioned buildings and homes are

par for the course, I dressed in layers.  Ah, our

first glimpse of Leo was finally here!  Life is

sublime.  Many hours were spent in loving arms.

He won’t remember us.  Grandparents have

safe and loving arms to hold, hug and kiss.

Can life be any better?  Grandpa’s big hands

held Leo’s head after a feeding.  We have

decided that grandparents have a life

simultaneously exhilarating and exhausting.

We gave the tired parents a few hours of

sleep this week.  What is better?  Life as

a parent or life as a grandparent?  I was

asked this question and promptly said

life as a grandparent.  Enumerating life

as a parent quickly followed with music,

languages, travel, and faith.  Daily routines.

Life as a grandparent means love, and

hugs and kisses.  Spoiling.  At the end of

the day, a grandparent can leave the

child to the parents again.  Then sleep.

Bamboo trees line the backyard.  We

observed limes and kumquats.  Gardening

here is different than in Upstate New York.

Life is good.  Content.  Wonderful. Amazing.