Someone asked me recently why I don't write more about my family.  I am not sure why but I think it is that  I worry that it will be too much cuz' I worry that I am too much.

Since then I have pondered it some which has turned my thoughts to what I might share comfortably.

I have 5 grandchildren I adore who keep me learning and growing and stretching...

.... and trying to do it better so it seems fair to share some of that journey with you.

 I  begin with our youngest, Seth, who was born on February 15th, 2007.  Seth is the one we were terrified we might lose to cancer.  We did not and NO words express my heart.

 He is 6 now and incredibly ALIVE.

(I think it is possible he talks MORE than his grandma.)

Anyway, here is a recent conversation:

"Granny (yep, he calls me GRANNY), is the reason you weren't here the past couple years on my birthday because you have to go to Haiti to be with the poor children?"

Granny gulps.

"Yes, we were in Haiti with the children....the ones you sent some of your candy to and that our family sent money to...remember the photo of the baby on your frig?"

"Oh, yeah.  Okay."

End of conversation.

For him.

But not for me.

Granny went home and REALLY thought about that question.

We, of course, did celebrate with him but not on his day.  Never even thought he would notice.  He did, though, and he asked....

....and he accepted my answer.

"Okay."

I think it was enough for him...

...but not for me.

WAS it okay?

I don't know.

The less privileged children on this planet ARE important to me so I have gone to them when I could.

AND I want to share about these children with my grandchildren.

BUT, they are not more important to me than my grandchildren.

 SHOULD Seth begin to think that they are, he may stop saying "okay".

OR, he may stop asking the question.

Those children will only matter one day to Seth  if he knows  how IMPORTANT HE is to me NOW.

Only then can he begin to understand how much room there can be in one heart.

It is only when we know that we are loved that we can feel secure enough to pass that love on to others.

It gives us a place to hold on TO so that we can reach out FROM.

Guess where I will be this February 15th?

I love you, Seth.

granny

PS

I asked him what he wanted to do for his birthday.

He said he wanted to travel somewhere.  (He has that wander lust).  He isn't ready for Haiti or the like yet so I asked him where he would like to go.

"Hmmm...either Toronto or...

.... Fort Wayne."

"ooookaaaay"

;)!