I received an invitation to a MySpace site a few days ago. It was from this beautiful young woman named Dani. She is the Granddaughter I have never met. And the other photo is her Father who she has never met her but once when she was three.
I missed the hugs and kisses and overnight stays. I missed the shopping days and buying princess clothes, putting her hair up with ribbons, getting her nails done for no reason. The zoo. Telling her the secrets I have learned from and about life. Sharing my heart. I missed Homecomings, Proms, and maybe sooccer games or school plays or just Halloween costumes. I missed her more days than I can remember. She is my first Granddaughter ever. We never got to stir and bake cookies, make Valentines, or watch movies, read even one book. We have the same blood.
I did not get to babysit or meet her brothers. I didn't get to show her how much she is loved no matter what age. I think she has her Grandpa Joe's dimples. And the beautiful family smile for sure. She'll never get to see Grandpa's herd of cows or goats or chickens because they are gone with time. I hope she gets to hear his childhood stories and his wonderful laugh. He is 83 so we don't have nineteen more years. I hope she gets to meet all her aunts and uncles and great aunts and uncles and cousins. If not I will still love her from afar and hopefully get to watch it thru MySpace. Because now she has invited me to HerSpace.
I missed the hugs and kisses and overnight stays. I missed the shopping days and buying princess clothes, putting her hair up with ribbons, getting her nails done for no reason. The zoo. Telling her the secrets I have learned from and about life. Sharing my heart. I missed Homecomings, Proms, and maybe sooccer games or school plays or just Halloween costumes. I missed her more days than I can remember. She is my first Granddaughter ever. We never got to stir and bake cookies, make Valentines, or watch movies, read even one book. We have the same blood.
I did not get to babysit or meet her brothers. I didn't get to show her how much she is loved no matter what age. I think she has her Grandpa Joe's dimples. And the beautiful family smile for sure. She'll never get to see Grandpa's herd of cows or goats or chickens because they are gone with time. I hope she gets to hear his childhood stories and his wonderful laugh. He is 83 so we don't have nineteen more years. I hope she gets to meet all her aunts and uncles and great aunts and uncles and cousins. If not I will still love her from afar and hopefully get to watch it thru MySpace. Because now she has invited me to HerSpace.
