Sunday, 25 November 2018

Dear child of my child...

Every day, when I drive to work, my journey always appears the same. The same cars on the road, the same crowd of people stood at the bus stop, even the same man stood on the corner, every day, waiting for his lift. Nothing really changes, except the weather. I could practically do this journey with my eyes closed. And I do. I drift off into my imaginary world. Classic FM plays on my radio as the cars on the motorway weave in and out, as if dancing in perfect rhythm to the music. The young girl applying her lipstick at the bus stop will, today embark on an office romance. The older lady, hobbling on a stick will today reach the top of the waiting list for a hip replacement. And the forlorn gentleman, whose head hangs low, will today find the courage to leave his unfaithful wife. The man, who stands on the corner, never late for his lift, will today win on the lottery and purchase his own car. And I, will continue my journey, until it ends. And then, I will start a new journey. Oh how I see my wonderful world :)

In about seven weeks time my Granddaughter will take her first breath in this world. I am so excited to meet this child of my child. I will strive to be a good Grandmother to her. I will only tell her of two things; Love and Respect. Embrace all the love you receive and treat people the way you wish to be treated, with respect. I may add 'smile' and then she will discover if you smile the world smiles with you...


Smile, my Daddy told me...


Smile, I told my Son...

And keep on smiling...

2 comments:

  1. Lovely words can only come from a lovely person xx

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    1. Aw thank you Ian,that's a lovely thing to say :)

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