August is "birthday month" in our family. Yesterday was my birthday, today is my grandson's, and tomorrow is Glenn's. Granddaughter's is the 22nd. This is a milestone birthday for our grandson - his 18th. He'll be moving to Columbus this week to begin classes at Ohio State University. He's very excited to be going and right now I think his parents are feeling relieved to have him almost out the door. For them it's been a busy year filled with transitions. Helping an almost-but-not-quite adult child leave home can be a stressful thing. I'm not sure my daughter and son-in-law have actually had time to embrace the emotional aspects of their son's leaving. They've been too busy getting everything ready - first, for prom and graduation, and now for the trip north. I'm sure those emotions will visit them on the day they take their son to his new residence. Being a "feelings" person, I've already begun the walk down memory lane. This morning I was thinking of how quickly the years seem to have passed since I read my grandson stories, rocked him to sleep, and played Legos with him. What I wouldn't give to have a few of those moments back, but time marches on and things change. We change. When I fuss about getting older or grump about the minor aches and pains I experience, I'm reminded of how much of a blessing it truly is to just BE here. I applaude my grandson for working hard in school and I'm genuinely excited with and for him as he starts the next phase of his life. I don't want to wish my days away or dwell on what used to be. I want to live fully and make the most of this life with which I've been blessed. I'm painfully aware some are denied this priviledge.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, GRANDSON