My daughter, Lisa, is coming to visit me tomorrow. Curtis, (the son-in-law I consider my lifeline) is away with Ilene because this is her birthday weekend. They take a cabin in the woods with no telephone access available, enjoy hiking with their dog, and free themselves from everyday mundane things. Just bask in the wonders of nature. Lisa’s husband, Sky, is off in another European Country with his scientific organization so I’ll have her all to myself.
Lisa, as I’ve told you before, is a teacher of emotionally challenged children. She has, within the last year, become a double grandmother. Her son Adric, and his wife Jacqui, gave us a boy Dylan, and her son Chris, and his wife Silvia gave us a girl, Vic.
They all live in New Jersey within a four-mile radius where Lisa and Sky are also deeply involved in politics, so it’s very rare that she and I have time alone.
Lisa has a daughter Shanna, who is Adric’s twin. They were born thirty-one years ago on my birthday. Jason and I were taking care of Chris and I’ll never forget her phone call from the delivery room, “Hi Mom.” She said. “I didn’t know what to get you for your birthday, so I gave you twins.” Since we share the same birthday Shanna, Adric, and I celebrated together for years. Sometimes we’d all go out, and sometimes just stay home and cook special delicacies. Lisa always supplied a cake for each of us and, as our families grew, it worked beautifully. Shanna is an actor and also does voice overs. She’s fun to be with and I sometimes get phone calls at two in the morning (I’m a late-nighter), including me in her parties. We have a wonderful rapport.
I became a grandmother at a very early age. My sister, on the other hand, didn’t have a grandchild until she was in her seventies. While mine have made me a great grandmother, Nelle’s are six and two. My mother, if you remember, was really lucky. She had great grandchildren who reached their teens and she enjoyed every minute of them.
Some of us get to experience the changes and wonders of the world through the eyes of future generations. Not too long ago sixty-five was an advanced age. Now, many of us are living well into our nineties, and some even reach 105. The progress we’ve made in longevity is indicative of how far we’ve come in a seemingly short time. Learning to wash our hands frequently and not throw garbage into the street was just the beginning of extending life. Someday, with antibiotics, more scientific knowledge, and learning to respect our bodies, perhaps 110 will be middle age! Think of all we could see and discover in that timespan. “Tis a consummation devoutly to be wished!”
It is now ‘tomorrow’ and Lisa has just arrived. I’m looking forward to spending some really happy and fulfilling time with her. Aren’t daughters wonderful?
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