by Lois Jamieson
Sometimes I miss the days when our three grandchildren were little. Two boys, two years apart, and one beautiful little girl. Lots of baby sitting and many hours of enjoying them. Now those three are adults and I find there is just as much joy in spending time with them.
This has been a special summer in that regard.
Our 27 year old grandson lives and works in San Diego, California. We had some time with him when we were vacationing nearby. It was very special to hear him talk about his life and where he would like it to lead.
Our 29 year old rock climbing grandson is in the process of moving back to Arizona and we will be visiting with him this month. He is settling into his career.
Our 18 year old granddaughter recently moved into a dorm at Arizona State University. I had the pleasure two weeks ago of meeting her for lunch and shopping for lots of small items she needed to furnish her dorm room.
I am finding that happiness comes in little packages and big ones too. I feel blessed to have had grandchildren to care for when they were little tykes. Now, as maturing adults, I am blessed to share their dreams and aspirations and to have a loving relationship with them.