Two Littles

Yesterday was an emotionally charged day because of two of my precious littles.

My oldest granddaughter, Belle, and I went to my basement. She asked about all the piles of things I have laid out. I told her I was getting rid of things so I can start packing to move to another house. She instantly started crying.

Belle asked how she was going to find me. She was worried and upset. I tried to console her. Then she said, “You know why I don’t want you to move most? Because your house stays the same. It doesn’t change. I don’t like change.”

How does an almost seven year old have such a grownup thought?

My heart hurt. She has been through so much already in her young life.

Again, I tried to console her. I told her there is one thing that will never change. And that is my love for her. Then I said, “Oh wait…that will change.”

She gave me a startled, almost scared look.

I quickly told her that my love for her will grow more and more! And some changes are actually good. She smiled and we hugged again.

I reassured her that she will always know where I live and how to find me.

Later, I stopped by youngest granddaughter’s house. After I left, my daughter-in-law, Dani, and little Juneau went outside. Dani sent me two short video clips of Juneau standing in the driveway, pointing and repeating, “Grandma go? Grandma go?”

There’s something really special when babies begin verbalizing their thoughts. And being called grandma by a little touches the furthest recesses of my soul. That’s the best I can describe it.

For the second time yesterday, my heart melted. And it reopened the idea/plan/notion of moving away from these little ones.

At the moment, doing something, for me, again…seems pretty selfish.

Lots to think about and consider.

Out of the mouth of babes. ♥️

Andi