Yes I recall bemoaning the end of Ragdale last Saturday. Yesterday and today, my first success story left her kids with us while she is a brides matron in a college girlfriend’s wedding. Six years old and six weeks old, what a lot of love surrounding me.
I remember being pregnant with my second greatest accomplishment–afraid I couldn’t possibly have any more love left! Silly, of course. But a wonderful way to learn of the infinite measure of love.
Daughters, grandchildren, healthy and happy. I don’t know much for sure. This, tho, I do. I may be the luckiest person alive.
This is oh-so-true in many configurations. Thanks to Gretchen Rubin who knows more about happiness and how to savor it then most anyone else I’ve known. Her work has changed my outlook on life. Hope these 2-minutes give you a peek into her magic.
I’m at Ragdale artist/writer retreat in Lake Forest, IL. Lady luck placed me on the wait list should there be a last-minute drop-out. I was explaining the wait list to someone a week earlier, saying it was a “good thing” I hadn’t heard from them for this upcoming 18-day span because my oldest daughter just gave birth to a son.
A new grandchild offers an ideal excuse to invade your child’s every adult-day world, especially in the winter of the polar vortex. I serve a purpose after all: bundle up and walk my beautiful granddaughter to kindergarten, help my daughter around the house and care for a perfect and handsome new addition to the family so she can steal an hour sleep here and there. Just to have reason to be with my first baby and soak in her life is a joy beyond words. Those years where I was mom and she was the one needing my help to get to school defy relative speed a thousand-fold.
Within days of that discussion I received the email I’ve dreamt about, then dreaded. Eighteen days starting Monday. My daughter and her family are getting along with remarkable ease, both heartbreaking and reassuring. They don’t need me. Of course not, but my son-in-law convinces me they miss my help and are happy I’m doing something for myself. And to top it off, they sent a rainbow of flowers delivered by that little kindergartener who just yesterday was her mother, my brilliant 6-yr-old.
So what about the the magic? Ragdale is the solitude of a setting meant to stir words, time to read what inspires, and today tripping over a very short video compendium defining the secret of happiness by the best of the TED-sters. And now the chance to share it with all of you in your crazy-busy lives. Less than 2-minutes, go for it: http://vimeo.com/3686182