I used to think that there was no greater joy than being a mommy. However, being a grandmother is in a class by itself. This joy, quite different from parenting, opens up a special place in the heart. For those who have experienced the phenomenon, you know what I’m talking about. For those who haven’t, take my word for it.
A grandchild is living evidence of the passage of time. In order to make sense of the relationship, one must acknowledge that the grandchild/grandparent relationship exists because your child has become a parent. As one moves from parent to grandparent, there is a sense of perspective that allows for the reevaluation of all those “important” aspects of life that gained prominence when one’s children were young. Questions arise: Was the time investment worthwhile? Did it produce positive results? Is our family the better off for it? Was God honored in the process? Continue reading








