Thanks to Michael who turned me on to this trail run last year pre-MCM, I was back on it the week up in DC (I know, its really Virginia...). Two days of this, plus daily walking the hill(s) to the kids place kept me in shape, and thanks to the hotel, a really great 'staging' place, all the bells and whistles.
Amazing to meld the cultures of our families, to share the joy of our new family member Claire despite language barriers....which shows how the language of love transcends all.....Michael's in-laws were a lesson in great elder-hood; spry, lively, calm and content, running circles around all of us as they maintained the daily routine of the household and baby care. Mike's Dad and I commented over and over, 'wow and we did it all alone...'....demonstrating one of the big cultural differences right there! It was my mother's generation who was surrounded by/assisted by family when her children were born. Our generation had moved far away from our family ties to go it alone....
The circle's turn back around to a new generation, and becoming grandparents feels like a rebirth for all of us, together with our various struggles, changes and challenges. Realizing that each of us brings a strength to the link in the family chain, amplifies the sense of love and devotion.
Our international matrix grows by the bond these two created many years ago in France....no matter what seems to happen, there is something which supports the journey of adventure the kids have had in unfolding their lives. So here's to you, beautiful Claire! It will be too long before I see and hold you again- but you are already deep in my heart. Granny Florida has your back, always!!! xoxox
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