I’ve written about my amazing Grandmother before, most recently when she celebrated her 100th birthday. I have talked of how grateful I am that the children have met her, and her them. Of how important it is to me that we see her when we can, especially now that we are so far away.
When we come back to the UK to visit, our priority is always to spend some time with her.
So, last week, we had a lovely afternoon together.
The kids were on form; enjoying the attention.
My Grandmother was on form; enjoying watching them.
The photos speak for themselves.
As time goes on I become ever more grateful for these moments, as I know that we have fewer opportunities left to us.
My children are lucky that they will have these memories of their Great Granny.
I am lucky that I have these memories of them together.
Life can get away from us sometimes. We don’t see, we don’t listen. We forget.
Last week I saw a three year sing a song and dance for her Great Granny.
Last week I heard my Grandmother and my children laugh.
When all is said and done, these are the moments that matter. These are the moments to remember.