“Grammy, when my new baby cousin is born this summer
will you still love me like you do today?
I already have to share your love with a lot of cousins.” My young granddaughter threw her arms up over
her head, apparently describing the many cousins she has.
“Come
sit with me and I’ll tell you a story about the Miracle of Grammy Love. Grammy Love doesn’t come in one size and cut
into pieces for grandchildren to share. As
families grow bigger, Grammy Love grows bigger and bigger so there is always
more than enough love to go around.”
“Do
you mean when the new baby is born there won’t be less love for me and my
cousins?” She tilted her head and
scrunched her nose into a wrinkle. “Are
you very sure it works like that?”
“I
am very, very positively, definitely sure it works like that. My Grammy Love already is growing bigger to
get ready for the new baby. And, do you
want to hear something more exciting?”
“Yes,
yes,” she squealed and hopped onto my lap.
“Every
day my love grows bigger for my happy grandchildren already here. And, that means you. Every day I have more and more Grammy Love in
my heart so each of you is loved more every day than the day before.”
“So I don’t have to
worry about your running out of space for me in your heart?”
“Never.” I tapped my finger against my chest. “There’s always enough love in here for every
grandchild.” I hugged her close to me
and she hugged me back. Suddenly she sat
up and placed the palm of her hand on my chest, right where my finger had been.
“That’s
a good story you told me about Grammy Love.
Now I know there’s lots of love right here in your heart for me and all
my cousins.” She looked up into my
face. “And, lots of love for Grandy,
too,” she giggled and she laid her head where her hand had been.
“Oh
yes. There’s lots of love in my heart for
Grandy, too.”
“I’m
going to remember this story forever, Grammy.
When you have more grandchildren to love, your Grammy Love for me
doesn’t get smaller. It grows and grows
and grows and grows…”
Her
voice faded as she added more “grows,” and her breathing became even and quiet.
I held her close as she slept in my arms thinking about
the miracle of Grammy Love.
(THE MIRACLE OF GRAMMY LOVE can be the perfect Mothers' Day gift. You are invited to send it by email, FaceBook or Twitter to the special mothers and grandmothers in your life.)
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