My grandson turns 2 years old on Saturday.
I remember…
How his birth heralded the beginnings of an incredible journey through Love and wonder.
How suddenly, this new role of becoming his ‘YiaYa’ became more than I ever imagined it could be.
How being his YiaYa was a rite of passage into a new and deeper realm of Love. I never had to make room in my heart for him. He was already there, even before I knew him and will always be there even after I’m gone.
I remember…
How his every move, his every smile, his every sound brought joy and wonder into my world and made me pause longer to wonder about my footprint on this fragile planet, my impact on this world.
How my heart beat louder, how its rhythm of love grew wilder and how I grew deeper into the meaning of family, legacy, life.
My grandson turns 2 on Saturday. I am flying to Vancouver to see him, to bake him a cake, to share in the festivities, to sing “Happy Birthday” and to savour time spent with this thoughtful, mischievous, inquisitive soul who brings such incredible light and meaning into my world.
Because that’s what he does it, every day. Bring joy and wonder into my world with his light and laughter, his smiles and love.
I am so grateful.
I wrote him a poem for his birthday. It is my anthem for him. Part of my legacy of Love.
I wrote him a poem and then I recorded it so that he will always have the memory of my voice telling him how much I love him.
I wrote it for him and for me and for grandparents everywhere. You are welcome to share in it too.
You can listen to the recording HERE.
Dare Boldly 
Wow! This outstanding poem gives voice to all the grand parents, wherever they may be! I feel like reading it again and again, it holds immense delight. Thank you Louise.
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I am so grateful you want to read it again and again Balroop! I always feel that words are living things and when we savour them, they too ripple out to create the more we all want to see in the world. It is lovely to see you dear friend. 💕
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Ah…, Louise, this is so beautiful. Every word rings true with
any grandparent. There is already the space in the heart, just waiting.
I love your post and your poem. A beautiful gift and a wonder to know
it will be there for as long as he is.
Let our hearts sing with joy.
Miriam
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Thank you Miriam. I am grateful for the gift of your words which resonate so beautifully with mine. 💕
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Such a lovely poem so touching and moving
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Thank you dear Joanne. 💕
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Oh my — choked up with tears in my eyes. What a lovely idea to write a poem and record it in your own voice.
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Thank you Bernie! I had such fun doing it! I’m now working on a little watercolour booklet to write the words into — gotta hurry! 🙂 I leave Saturday for the coast! 🙂
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