Life seems to go along.
Each day the sun comes up.
Each night the sun goes down.
Some days are good, some not so much.
Some days hold great joy.
Others hold heartbreak and sorrow.
As I look back on the years
I realize that there were more good than bad.
As the years went by
I was busy with husband,
And while I wasn’t looking closely,
My children grew up.
They moved out.
Some moved away.
I will always be a mother,
But not in the same every day way.
That part of my life,
The part that I had known and loved best
I realized I wasn’t ready.
I didn’t want this change in my life.
Nevertheless it came.
When I was a young mother;
So busy, tired, and sometimes stressed;
My father told me that someday I would look back and see
That these were the best days in my life.
He was right.
Fortunately the changes weren’t all bad.
My children had become great people.
Soon they had children and my role in life had changed again.
I am now Grandma and it is good;
So through this journey of change,
I have come to realize that it is inevitable and unstoppable.
Change like everything in life is really what we make of it,
How we accept and embrace it.
And hopefully great grand children; they are good changes to look forward to.
I try to remember that always.
This poem was written/submitted by Paula Lythgoe.