This month I am about to enter another year of my life.  Oh, my birthday is not until the end of this month, but Spring and my birthday always come around the same time.  It represents an ushering in, of sorts, for a new season for the year and for me.  I read a quote recently that said, "If things get better with age, then I am approaching Magnificent." 

On Saturday morning some of my girls treated me to an early birthday breakfast at a local restaurant.  Two of my daughters and their daughters, spent a rare and fun few hours eating breakfast together. 

My middle daughter and her little one were in the area for a brief amount of time adding to the "specialness" of the morning. Unfortunately, my youngest newly married daughter lives too far away to join in the celebration. 

Quite honestly, I can't tell you how it feels for me to be in this position of life.  How did I get here?  How is it that I am "Maw Maw" to these little ones?  It just does not seem possible to me and yet it happened.  I never took classes for this role, or spent hours observing how it is done.  It is the first time for them and for me.  I love it, and I think they do too no matter what their little faces show:)

"Come, Grandma, walk with me...help me to be the best kid I can be.  Take me here and take me there...show me now how much you care.  The many hours we share together...will be the times I'll remember forever."  ~author unknown