I’m a grandmother, yes, a very young looking grandmother! When I married my husband he already had had two children and one of them had three children of her own; so, I’m a grandmother.
I actually love hearing “Grandma”. It’s a great sound, unless of course it’s the incessant, “Grandma. Grandma. Grandma!” when they want something.
Our three grandchildren lived with us for while, the result of my step-daughter asking us if we’d care for them while she got herself together. And, so we did, care for them. And, I most certainly, fell in love with them.
This blog is about them, me, and how my life changed as a result.
