TESSA TIME

It was a whirlwind week in Atlanta, but every minute was wonderful.

I have lots to share, but I thought I would focus on my time with Tessa first. 

I have three wonderful grandchildren and I make sure to give time to each of them when I am there, but Tessa, who is five, demands a lot more of my attention. 

Each morning around 6:30 I would hear a light tapping on my door. I would always say, "who is it?", and Tessa would always say, "Nana, it's me Tessa". 

With a little giggle and a giant leap she would be in my bed and under the covers. That was our special time to snuggle, read and look for dragons, and talk about the day ahead. 

On this morning she was accompanied by her purple unicorn that I gave her for her last birthday. 

Watching Tessa play soccer was a real treat. Her coach said she put in a lot of extra effort that day. I think she was trying to impress her Nana, and it worked. I was very impressed. She was the only girl on her team and she was definitely the fastest runner.

One of my favorite days was the day we made stone soup. While my daughter and her husband were working hard in the yard, Tessa and I were hardly working. We collected stones, weeds, grasses, and a few flowers and stirred up a big pot of stone soup in a flower pot. 

After letting it simmer in the sun for a few hours we unanimously decided it was the best stone soup ever. 

There is nothing better in the world than time with a precious grandchild. No matter how stressful the world is, everything seems to fade into the background when you step into their world.

It is a time when life is reduced to rain boots and waders for a day of play in the park.

Perfect.

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