Before the Next Blink of An Eye

I woke up this morning feeling lousy, physically lousy.  I will spare you the details.  This meant that I had to shorten my visit with Bella.

Even though I am sure she was disappointed, she took it in stride.  She is such a happy and easy going little girl.  I was upset, though.  Upset that I couldn't muster up the energy to keep my promise to Bella.  The promise of a two night sleep over at grandma's.

Although I wasn't feeling that great, I did have a luxurious day.  I didn't get out of my pj's or bed.  In between snoozes, I listened to the latest P.D James book,  crocheted,  played Yahoo's version of scrabble called Literati, and talked on the phone.

I think I needed that.

If I was ill when I was a mother with young children, there was no such thing as luxuriating in bed for the whole day.
I remember at times feeling tired and overwhelmed.  I remember thinking that I would never get a whole nights sleep again. I'm sure I could have never imagined having a whole day to myself to do whatever I wanted without interruption.

But here it is, in the blink of an eye, and I am a grandmother.

My daughter called me a little while ago to see how I was doing.  I also spoke to Bella. When she got on the phone, I told her I missed her.  She said, "me too."
So, we re-scheduled another visit for the end of this month..

I told her that now we have something to look forward to.  As is her nature, she giggled and agreed. Having something to look forward is as important to me as it is to Bella.

After all I have to get in as many of these special visits as I can, before the next blink of an eye.