
Today I am sharing a big 12 x 12 page I made recently of my beautiful granddaughter, Ella. Thankfully, I have scrapbooking. Even though I didn't personally experience these moments, I still can record my thoughts, hopes, dreams...about family who are so far away.
Ella Grace, is not yet a teenager - just shy of those formative years, our first grandchild, our first granddaughter. Is quite simply - beautiful! When Elizabeth posted pictures of Ella and Noah, our grandson, getting out in the snow in the first serious snowfall of the winter season, January 2019, in Maryland, I was, to say the least, blown away by this photo of Ella.
Can this be my granddaughter?
She's growing up so far away. I know that is life. And, sometimes life stinks. I was in the same boat many years previously when I was in the military, like Elizabeth is now, raising my kids far away from their grandparents and not able to get back home often.
Most times I feel like I don't even know my granddaughter and yet I still miss her terribly - even all the unknowns. A grandparents love isn't conditional. It isn't based on how well they know their grandchildren, how often they get to see them, how many miles apart they are. They just love abundantly even though I have watched Ella grow up, sooo fast, from sooo far away. It's hard. It's heart-wrenching. But I can revel in, even from afar, how she is growing up.
Ella is intelligent, has a mind of her own, loves her little brother, Noah and little sister, Sophia. Their relationship is precious to watch.
One day. One day, I say. We'll be together regularly. Have that relationship we can hang together, laugh together, and share each other's heart. January 2019.