A lot can happen in a weekend! We have a new grandchild, our fourth in two years, a little girl born on September 10, under the full Harvest Moon. Her middle name is my own, an honor I wasn’t expecting and which means the world to me. 

As my sweet daughters build their own lives and families, I watch in joy and amazement. I marvel at the energy required, which I had too in that phase of life and can still summon. And I marvel at the love and dedication with which they tackle each new challenge and phase of life.

I tell them often how quickly it goes, knowing they won’t believe me. But it will. And it has.