Many, many months ago, while Darling Daughter was grieving over the break-up of a year long romance (a handsome man with commitment aversion). I gave her my best advice which was to pray for the right person to come into her life. I had done this myself 30 some years before with positive results. It was the best I had to offer. So what happened? One Sunday at her church, during the passing of the peace, the man sitting in front of her turned around to perform the accustomed handshake, hug or whatever, and both were smitten: love at first sight. Very romantic, I would say.
Now this is no ordinary answer to prayer because DD is in her early 40s. The baby clock had ticked itself down to unlikely and she had given up all hope of ever having her own family. I in concert with her, had entirely given up hope of ever being a grandmother. Young readers will not understand this granny thing. I didn’t until I entered my 7th decade, when I began to sense that grandchildren would be even better than cats. And that’s saying a lot!
Well, to make this story a bit shorter…this man turned out to be a widower with 2 young daughters—not divorced—widowed. Dear God, how kind of you to bring an entire family into Darling’s life. Just add water, stir gently and set in the sun to bloom. This is all very exciting for DD, the children (Miss Green and Miss Pink) and the prince…not a frog…whom I shall call #1 Son until I come upon a better name. I have several favorite youngish male friends who are dear to me, but no actual sons, so clearly he is the first and receives a crown or something.
Wedding preparations are underway for July 3. Ms. will turn into Mrs. Big Dawg and I will become grannies and except for the messed up world we live in, shall live happily ever after. We are off and running. Last week, Saturday, the girls came over for the first granny visit. We had mac and cheese in bunny shapes which they loved…“Can we have more?” Then BD and I did arts and crafts with them and had a lovely time. Immediately after they left BD and I went out shopping for supplies for the next visit and set up their own cabinet in my studio. Are we crazy or what? I will not be able to resist showing pictures, so stand by. Here we go…
Miss Pink on the left—5 1/2
Miss Green on the right—8 1/2
#1 Son (a.k.a. the Captain)
Darling Daughter
Balloons have no names
This photo was taken after Miss Green’s violin recital. Great, huh?
And here is Miss Green in a pensive pose after playing Perpetual Motion brilliantly.
Called By Name 
Having your own special cabinet in the grannies’ studio = priceless! We’re looking forward to meeting everyone in a couple weeks.
I am so happy with and for you, BD and DD.
…Got me to thinking…How great is our God!! And anyone who says God isn’t ‘She’ as well as ‘He’ is wrong, wrong, wrong. After all…that baby blue eyes and passing the peace arrangement has feminine written all over it. Now in the fullness of time we behold Her mighty works and it is Good.
Proverbs 13:12 (My favorite ‘hold on tight’,’keep looking up’,’go about your business’ verse.
I intend to be a great ‘Great-Aunt Meg’.
Love to all,
Meg
What a wonderful sharing…so happy for everyone involved. Now you and BD know why I love my weekly trek to SB and why I’m sorely missing it these days away. Missing you too, but it won’t be long til we’re back in the swing of routine…love to all!
Adorable!!!
Hi Mom,
This is DD, MG (miss green) and MP (miss pink). It’s a hoot to see our family online. The Captain is out running errands….maybe we’ll see you tomorrow we are looking forward to the marker carousel.
Thanks to all for your cheers and love. This is really a gift of God.
This is all incredibly exciting news. What a wonderful story! I look forward to meeting all of these wonderful people and celebrating with all of you in a few weeks.
i’m catching up on all sorts of things, and in my blog-perusing came across this truly lovely post. you have such a way with words, naomi. had me smiling the whole way through. what a magnificent answer to prayer! i celebrate with you all.