This is personal and it gives me great joy.
This is JB and our 15 year old grandson, Drew, walking on our street in Provincetown, on day 2 of a 3 day visit. Drew's a foot taller than he was last year, and more into the world of his phone and TikTok, but, along with his 3rd grandmother Pat, we had a wonderful time together. We ate, we bowled, we watched Big Brother and a movie, we walked to the pool and to our favorite Fanizzi's Restaurant, and we squirmed and blushed our ways through the unexpected raunchy scenes from The Rocky Horror Show, a stage production at our local theatre.
JB and I have each of our grandkids alone, here in Ptown, for 3-4 days each summer. There will come a time when they'll be too busy or bored to come, or we'll be too sleepy and boring to have them. But that time isn't now, and I am so grateful. Just seeing these two walking together made me happy. And Jess is coming for an overnight, without the kids, in a few weeks.
This is all about MEMORIES. They get imprinted. They stay. On the phone, Drew told his mother that the Rocky Horror Show was "horrible," but afterwards, the more we three grandmothers and one teenage grandson talked about it last night, the funnier it was and the more we laughed. Priceless.
(I wish the same for you, in whatever ways appear.)
love kj
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