Have you ever received a package that was beautifully wrapped and then when you opened it up, it was something that you had no interest in having? Or on the flip side, did you ever receive a gift that was poorly wrapped and you weren’t really expecting anything special but was in amazement by the gift?

Yesterday, I went and watched my three grandchildren for about six hours. I have to admit I wasn’t really looking forward to this experience. Driving for 45 minutes to get there and then spending time changing diapers, picking up toys, and mediating disputes just didn’t sound like what I had in mind as a good time. I have to admit I wasn’t looking forward to this experience and would have rather gone to play tennis.

Well anyway, I was pleasantly surprised how much I enjoyed being with these three little people. Most of the day was spent listening to them play with their toys and using their imaginations. My four year old granddaughter created a bus out of a car seat, mattress, and a baby high chair. She spent hours talking to her baby dolls and getting them prepared for the bus ride. My five year old grandson played with his transformers and talked quietly to them. My one year old grandson found some match cars and tried to place them on top of a train that he found.

As I sat next to my grandson watching him put his head on the floor and pushing his train around furniture, I realized that I am truly blessed. First of all, I am young enough to truly enjoy my grandchildren and second I have the opportunity to spend time with them. The lack of active grandparents in my own life has convicted me about the importance of being present in my own grandchildren’s lives.

Spending time with my grandchildren and realizing they are truly a blessing brought a new understanding of how some situations may look like a burden but are special gifts in disguise.

Published by Cora Darrah

Hello. My name is Cora. I live in Durham, North Carolina with my husband and two French Bulldogs, Vern and Bee. For thirty-two years, I taught children with unique needs. When I was eligible for retirement, I decided it was time to explore life from a different perspective. So with pen and paper, I have taken up blogging about two of the most extraordinary pets I know. More important than my pooches, is my relationship with God. I love God! He has blessed me with the gift of writing and I want to share what he is teaching me as I look through the eyes of four legged friends. So if you would like to experience how God works in all his creatures, join us on our adventure! When I first started blogging, my Frenchie, Carl inspired me through his crazy antics. But as life has it, Carl had to leave this world at the tender age of four. After a period of mourning for my little guy, I brought Vern home where he has ruled the roost. Oh, did I mention Bee, the Frenchie with a girl attitude and enough spunk to keep Vern in line. Come along beside us as we dive into God’s word and learn morsels of the treasures that only the scriptures can teach us. Vern and Bee would love to get to know you as well, so please feel free to follow us and share your comments….

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