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THE TOMORROW'S of OUR YEARS
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She came into my life at a time unexpected, I hadn't given it much thought until her birth. Is it really time for me to be Grandfather? How will this tiny gift find place in this busy world in which I live? I fear I'm not wise enough and frantically I search my thoughts for words to say and lessons to teach. I weigh the values I have placed in my life and worry that I have not been a very good student of my time. I have only gathered the information that I felt would have relevance in my journey here on Mother Earth. Could anything I have carried around in my mind be of importance to this little miracle?
I am reminded of what I needed from my Grandfathers & Grandmothers and it calms my spirit. I remember mostly needing love and acceptance, patience and understanding. Mostly though, I remember that it was time, yes time, the simple act of taking your Grandparents hand as they spend a moment taking a walk with you. Sharing a moment in time with this little bundle of joy doesn't have to be intimidating unless I chose it to be. She will gather the lessons of life from all of those who cross her path and spend a moment in time with her, just as I did. That's one of those choices God gives us as individuals, yes we get to decide, we chose who we will take bits and pieces of to shape who we become. Funny, now its not so scary but now I'm finding myself hoping she takes special pieces of my journey so to make hers a little less chaotic.
As we take our walks together in “the tomorrow's of our years” I now hope I'll be given enough time. I also hope one of the choices she makes will be to spend time with her Grandfather!”
Cha' Tullis
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