Lapses

Writing takes time sometimes, there are times it just flows out of me but mostly that is music that does that naturally. I think all the time but to put it into words is sometimes just hard and I should talk not write as my friend Muriel told me about a particularly long e-mail I wrote to her. We have been e-mailing each other almost daily since we lived in Minnesota 8 to 9 years....we have been friends since before Ruth and her daughter Kara were born. They are 1 month apart. We shared the joy of making maternity clothes together, going to  a fabric outlet in Dallas together. So many memories of shared living. That has happened last weekend with me. We went to Jess's to see the grandboy. What a joy it is to see him grow. I met a new women this morning as I was walking around the lake. She and her friend are walking buddies and walk together daily 4 miles which is what I want to get up to. Anyway we talked of being Grandmothers. This quote is from Elizabeth Goudge's book Pilgrim Inn
" I read somewhere, and it is quite true, that to know perfect happiness a woman may be a mother, but must be a grandmother"
It is so true.. as the new friend said you just can't explain it, it is just to full to be told but must be told more b/c I think many may forget that to get to this point one must mother also.
I am enjoying this part of life the grandmothering part but may not be getting it quite right. It is tiring to come and go and that may be the part. I try to cook, and help when I really should just enjoy. It could be the Mary and Martha problem.  Sitting is not in my bones and it could very well be what I need the most.