Motherhood was a joy to me;

fulfilling,

inspiring,

tiring,

all the things.

Grandparenthood is astounding;

breathtaking,

surprising,

remarkable,

all the things—and more.

There’s a surprise waiting after the heartache of the empty nest.

Little feet running through the house once again.

Little eyes watching you mix a batch of cookies and asking to help.

Little hands planting flowers by your side.

Little minds eager to learn what you have to teach.

Who knew this treasure awaited in the golden years, making them golden indeed.