On Monday, Nov. 27, I became a grandma for the first time. My oldest son and his wife had their first child. They live out-of-state. I had been visiting them for Thanksgiving and was hoping the little one would arrive while I was there, but she came as I was boarding the plane to come home. I have been able to Face Time with my son, my daughter-in-law and my grand baby. I even got to sing my grandbaby to sleep last night. It was so sweet.
The birth of my first grand baby marks a season of new beginnings and firsts for my son and his wife and for me. My son’s life will never be the same! I told him to buckle up because parenthood is one crazy ride! My life will never be the same as I watch the next generation grow up.
My divorce was a new beginning. It was scary at first because what I thought was ‘normal’ wasn’t and I was only responsible for myself – my children were all grown. It wasn’t until I moved into an apartment with my dogs that I finally felt like I was experiencing that new beginning. I was grateful for the time to heal and to figure out who I was and what I was capable of.
The New Year will soon be upon us. My hope is that the New Year will bring a season of new beginnings for many of us who have experienced the pain and trauma of divorce. Resolve that you will live for you, that you will not pass up opportunities to love, to give, and to laugh. Hugs!