Being a wife, a mother, and now a grand-ma, has given me lots of happy and exciting (sometimes too stressful for my poor heart!) moments stacked into my "Memory Bank".

Being a wife ... God's gift for me to have a companion whom I can talk to, nag at, and love unconditionally.

Being a mother ... God's greatest blessings for sending two lovable kids, whom I cherish and will always be there for them whenever they need me. They're no longer kids now and have a family of their own ... a wonderful son-in-law and and an equally great daughter-in-law added to the family. It's good to 'let go' and let them 'fly to their own nests' ... they have their freedom and I have mine!!

Being a grand-ma ... Aha!, here's where the fun begins. I'm learning "Baby Talk" all over again, but don't get me wrong ... I'm NOT into my second childhood, mind you! I get to "gig gig, gag, gag" without a worry that people are staring at me as if I'm senile (and that's a happy feeling). I get to play with toys ... without a hint of 'childish' feeling! I'll certainly get to do lots more of thrilling things (brings back memories of what I got to do when I was yong) as I spend time walking alongside my wonderful grandson, watching him grow day by day. My hobbies these days have been expanded to snapping photos ... mainly of the cute little boy, see above.