Not Just a Single
Mother
It’s been a
long time coming. I’m no longer a single mother; although I never truly felt
like one. Whenever folks asked if I was a single, I told them no, that I have
children.
Now, I can
proudly proclaim that my status has been updated. I am now a single
grandmother.
For years, I’have endured the strangers who flash pictures of the newborn grandchild. I have listened to thousands of stories about babies who could raise the dead –I mean
their grandfather.
For the most
part, I listened attentively, or at least I thought I did. I had no idea why
grown men wept at the sight of pictures they knew they had, or why women waxed
poetic about a vacation of diaper changing.
I do now. My
son’s and daughter-in-love's daughter Alayna Rose has brought me to that same place of crazy. I too
ambush strangers with stories and pictures of the most beautiful baby on the
planet.
It is with
more pride than I deserve (because I was not in labor all night) that I declare
my new status as a single grandmother.
BE you, be bold, be NEW
Hey grandma, I just turned 4 weeks old |
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