Stolen Moments
Recently, I spent a holiday weekend with my family, an annual trip we all eagerly anticipate each year. This time was particularly special as it included the newest addition to my son's family, a second child born in May. Initially, it wasn't certain if they would join us on this journey to the North woods, given the logistical challenges of traveling with a newborn and a toddler. But to my great joy, they decided to make the trek.
With the exception of a handful of years, we've been traveling to the North woods of Wisconsin since my children were very young. I fully understand the amount of work and planning that goes into these trips, especially with little ones in tow. The effort is always worth it, as the memories created are priceless.
This year, I was blessed with the opportunity to spend some incredibly special time with my two-year-old granddaughter, Emery. Although she may not remember these moments when she’s older, my hope is that she will always feel the love and warmth in those stolen moments we shared.
Every morning, she would come looking for me, her tiny feet pattering around, calling my name until she found me. These mornings callings became sacred to me. We would also hug by the campfire, talk, laugh, and sing her favorite song, "Baa, Baa, Black Sheep,” over, and over, and over again.
Our days were filled with simple, yet magical activities. We walked down the driveway, gazing up at the towering pine trees and exploring the rocks along the path. We searched for squirrels, dragonflies, butterflies, and birds, her eyes wide with wonder at each new discovery.
But the most enchanting moments were spent on a fireworks boat ride with the family, which, for Emery and me, became a private little adventure. As the sun set and the horizon grew dark, we hunted for fireworks in the sky, her excitement was palpable. She repeatedly asked for "more fireworks, please," her sweet voice filled with awe and anticipation. And as if by magic, more fireworks would burst into the night sky, fulfilling her dreams with each dazzling display.
Though everyone on the boat was having a great time, it felt as if time had stopped, and it was just Emery and me, making unforgettable quiet, yet impactful, memories together. These moments are the ones I will treasure for a lifetime.
I feel incredibly blessed to live within a short distance of my son and his family. Unlike my own childhood, where I felt close to my grandmother but saw her infrequently due to her busy schedule with my cousins. I’m blessed to have the opportunity to be present in my grandchildren's lives. Although I didn’t see my grandmother as often as I wanted, I’ll always cherish the special bond we shared.
With Emery and soon enough Autumn, her baby sister, I want to ensure that we have close relationships filled with love, fun and frequent interactions. These moments together are the foundation of a lifelong bond, and I am committed to nurturing these connections. Life is made up of these stolen moments; small, seemingly insignificant times that, in reality, are the essence of our most treasured memories. Wouldn’t you agree?
xoxox…..Sheryl
PS … in addition to “Baa Baa Black Sheep,” we sang many rounds as well of blue sheep, pink sheep, green, yellow and purple sheep too.
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