As we anxiously await the arrival of our third grandchild, I am filled with thoughts of the people who are watching all of us from heaven’s gate: my mother, Tammy’s mother, and Tammy’s Grandmother. These three would be so excited to hold, love, and spoil one more grandchild. I know they are watching over my daughter Holly and her husband Nick with great joy and anticipation. And I can hear them explaining to others in heaven how proud they are of their children, grandchildren, great and great-great grandchildren. I can see them tugging on an angels wing with orders to watch over all of us. I can see them winch every time one of us messes up or causes another pain. Knowing they are watching makes the difficult times more bearable. Knowing they are watching makes mistakes and missteps more painful. As a parent and grandparent, I know the kinds of dreams and hopes they had for us. I know how often I crushed those dreams ...
There is joy in this journey we call life. Sometimes it may be hard to find, but if we look hard, it is there. We can not let the storms of life steal the joy of life.