Being Nana

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Being Nana One winter night in year of ninety-seven, God granted me a special gift from heaven. To this day, I can think of nothing grander, than the moment that I learned I was a nana. Baby crosses her left leg over the other. I am brimming with delight at this, Oh brother. Car seats, blankets, tubs, clothes and array, that day really took a chunk out my pay. Just when I thought that mom and dad were through, here comes the little boy, baby, blue. More love to give and more love to receive. Being nana is a milestone to achieve. The “nana thing” grows to a lifelong calling, a task of love, occasionally befalling Museum trips, movies and the zoo, I think back on things we liked to do. And now I see, how fast the years did fly, for two young people whose heads are held up high. Quit this job? I know I’d do it never. Being Nana brought me love forever. 3/2/17 The day that changed my life forever in a POSITIVE way - Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Cindi Rockwell

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