The picture is a photo of a painting our granddaughter Jackie gave me about four years ago. I look at it frequently and I’m reminded of this lovely and talented granddaughter who I hope will always love Jerry and me unconditionally.
Jackie is now 14, doing a summer internship at her Dad’s lighting company, and about to begin her freshman year at a school for gifted and talented. As I reflect upon these words that inspired Jackie when she saw it in a magazine, I am reminded of three of my much younger friends I lunched with a while back. Unfortunately, I only see these gals a couple of times a year, but I always love our brief time together. At our last meeting they gently chastised me for slacking off on blogging. When I told them I just wasn’t feeling inspired to write, they chimed in to give me food for thought. One talked about growing up with an alcoholic mother. The second talked about having a mom who had five husbands (a reminder of the Bible story of the woman at the well)! My third young friend shared how she was affected by her parents divorce as she was going into her teen years. The common thread I saw in all three lives was love, acceptance, and forgiveness toward their parents. These beautiful young women are successful, happy and well-adjusted. One would never know by looking at any of them the trauma they have experienced over the years. I wish these ladies would put their heads together and write a book about the challenges faced with difficult parents and the freedom that comes from forgiveness. Lessons we could all learn. Seriously!