I got to spend all day today with my littlest granddaughter. She is four months and three days old. I kinda like her! We took a little nap this afternoon and when I got up, I looked at her little self on my big bed and had to take a picture. Of course, I took tons of other photos of her, but I don't feel I have the right to post them here without my son and daughter-in-law's permission - and I am not even going to ask.
I think I better lighten up here on this blog. I guess I am sounding very unhappy. I am not really. I just share stuff as I think of it. My last post retold my coming to terms with being a divorced woman in the Catholic Church. I think I spent more time talking about the pain of it than the acceptance of it. I really am fine with it - but on Marriage Sunday and Valentine's Day, it is easy to feel bad about "being alone."
But I am not alone. Far from it.
Today I got to spend the day with a tiny little girl who has captured my heart. We said the rosary this afternoon. Well, you know she didn't actually "say" it, but I held her as I prayed the rosary. And it was wonderful.