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Grandma's Story - August 13, 2022

Grandma's Story 

August 13, 2022 

A long time ago a young girl was born to a beautiful mother and a handsome father. She was the first born in her family and the first-born granddaughter for both sides of her family. She was loved by many. She felt that love deep within her being. She was a Christmas gift.

As she grew, she had many dreams and always asked the question ‘why’. She was a curious child.

Her dreams were many and very diverse. She wanted to be a beautician and help people look pretty. She wanted to go to college and become a gym teacher or an art teacher. Two different dreams. One for outward beauty. One for healthy beauty.

Yet, her biggest dream was to find her handsome prince. Someone to love forever and have a large loving family like she grew up with. The dream was to have a happy life and have 5 children, many pets…and, someday have many grandchildren.

She did find her prince but never found the things she longed for with him. She was a broken-hearted soul.

Then, after a short time, she met a sweet Irishman. She fell in love once again but not like before. She had two beautiful sons - and - her furry children. A dog and several cats. Although her life looked nothing like she thought it would/should, she continued on for many years. There was much heartache during those years and many losses of her original dreams. She continued on and pushed through, gaining wisdom and perseverance. She also found God in her life – sometimes. She always knew He was there for her, but it seemed He was so, so far away. Again, sadly, her next life dream of a long and happy marriage died, too.

She focused her attentions and prayers toward her maturing sons. They were handsome and intelligent, but not without struggles of their own. Her heart was broken over and over, but she persevered. She still knew God was out there…waiting for her. His arms open and loving. She didn’t always see him. He still felt far away. She prayed.

When she found out she was to be a grandmother she was overjoyed!

A granddaughter to be born! 

Again, this time, her life moved in a direction to separate her from her dream. Living a thousand miles apart, she was not near her beautiful new namesake. Many times, she wept. Asking for her family to visit her, but they did not. For reasons only God knew, He kept her life separated from the family she longed for and loved – even from a distance. Her struggle was to find a way. Someday...

God blessed her with many new and important relationships. Some built character, some allowed fun, more increased her sorrow and some built lifetime faith in His divine plans for her.

Through her life challenges, she was blessed with extended family – and – two more grandchildren. Two handsome boys.

Now, now after more life losses and struggles, God brought her closer to her family. Not a thousand miles apart – only 50! Now! Now her dreams would become real. Now, like the story of the Velveteen Rabbit with her fur all rubbed off of her, she would realize her dreams. She waited so long. She felt old. 

And still…

          There were stories to be told. There was hope. There was more.

The stories of small boys and a to know a beautiful young granddaughter-woman.

          God has a plan.

          His timing is best.

          He knows her heart.

And, this grandmother prays that someday, these worlds will intersect. That there will be abundant joy, laughter and great love to be shared.   

           Grandmother waits. She waits on God's timing. He is her comfort. 

Post Note: I now have 4 grandchildren. Brianna, Shane, Collin and Noah.

Photo Credit: Eryn Edlund 


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