Wandering Along the Path: Right Speech

My grandson called me grandma two times yesterday and was very excited to see me.  Is there anything better?  I kind of doubt it.  He was so happy all day and played and listened to me reading and tried to reach the doorknob in his room, take off the electrical outlet guards and climb on top of his toy chest to learn to fly.  He's an adorable wrecking ball.  He's very interested in how things work.  He wants to turn the plug in the bathtub, can press his musical toys buttons and keep them going, use his hammer accurately on his wood peg bench, turn on and off the light switch, and generally operate skillfully in his world.  And its clearly a world of wonder and magic and joy.  Looking at everything through his eyes is a precious gift, and I don't take it for granted.  I'm glad that as I'm getting older, I see things as if I were beginning again, and it is all new and fresh and vibrant.  This grandparent thing is terrific.  I've done it twice and now I'll be doing it a third time very soon.  The world is simple and beautiful and breaks your heart with its ability to make your heart soar and dip.  Gratitude is the only response.