At this time of remembrance I’ve been pondering my memories of times where only now I realize something special was happening. They do say hindsight is 20/20 but this is more than that. These are the moments that shaped my life – moments that if I had been more aware I …but to change the past means changing my future, my present and I’m liking where I am just fine.
Because Wednesday is Remembrance Day I must share my maternal grandfather – Pa. Acknowledge his impact on my life and thank whatever powers you believe that he made it home from WWII. And, again, made it through too many heart attacks in order for me to have known him and cherish him.
Hi advice to me – it’s your life, make the decisions for you and not for anyone else.
During one of his military reunions I questioned why couldn’t I go to the dance. Pa had my ticket the next day. He walked me around to all he knew and claimed me his granddaughter. I might just now be understanding that meaning.
The next morning when he and the men stood at attention and marched, I leaned into my Nanny and said – I don’t know why, but I feel like crying.
My Nanny – you’re understanding.
Yes, I’m beginning to. At fifty-two I’m beginning to understand the moments of my life that have shaped me and are helping to shape my daughter.
This posting was to be a thank you to my parents, grandparents, family for supporting my dreams. My writing. But what I’m understanding is it’s the Thank you for the life I have. The life they shaped and the life I’ve walked and continue to pave.
Perfect?
Not in the least. And, I never asked nor wanted perfection. I want what I’ve had, have, and what will be.