Maggie Mae is One Year Old

Maggie Mae has been a very special gift to us, more than our initial expectations ever imagined. She has given us (actually, anyone she meets) such love and joy. She exudes happiness whether the food she eats, being close to us (or others).  She loves people, in general, and other dogs, especially if they want play with her. Her affection is so striking as is her eye contact when we talk to her.

Admittedly, she too is so fortunate that we have time to give her so much attention. Whenever she wants something, she sits at your feet and uses her eyes to communicate her needs. And the eyes are so striking that you cannot escape such intensity.

Coved-19 has been a strain for many families as they comply with the need to comply with the directions of the Governor and public health officials. Admittedly, being retired makes the restrictions relatively easy. We miss seeing our grandchildren, but our needs are ameliorated by FaceTime. And, we have Maggie Mae who never ceases to make us happy. She is everything we could have dreamed to have for a pet. The quarantine only enhanced the pleasure.

A New Decade

The new decade has become more of interest since our grandchildren will emerge into young adults who will be starting to develop their interests that will enable to earn a living and contribute to the world. It has been fascinating to notice their development. The opportunity to be all together twice a year is a gift that we treasure.

It would be unfair to speculate on their future interests. Needless to say, we look forward to their decisions about higher education. When another decade emerges, the discussion may focus on post-graduate education for some. Even our youngest grandchild, Kellen, it will a joy seeing her graduate from high school.

I am always focusing on the moment. The future will be what it will be. I want to treasure each moment so that each sign of growth is appreciated.

I never personally experienced grandparents. My paternal grandparents died when I was two. I have no idea about the status of my mother’s parents. She never talked about them. In fact, she never referenced anything about her personal history.

The gift of our family experience is treasured. We are fortunate people.