Wednesday, April 29, 2009

Being an Oma




Another sister has added this very special title to her name. For me it has been almost one and a half years. Being `Oma' was especially important to me, because it restored a chain in our family broken when Tami did not have the privilege of calling anyone Oma. (thankfully, she does have the best grandmother a girl could want!) Being an Oma reaches into the very core of my being. Like just about every single person I know, life didn't exactly turn out the way I imagined. But God has been faithful. It seems we are more aware of His faithfulness when life doesn't go as planned. So, at 22 years of age I became a single mother. 30 years ago (thankfully) this was still pretty uncommon. Because of this my daughter would grow up as an only child, not something I ever would have chosen for her. So often I felt like I was on the outside of 'normal' life looking in. It wasn't what I would have chosen but we had many good years together. And my daughter has become my hero. I don't know if this makes sense, but when Rowan was born, I felt like I stepped back inside the 'normal' box. I had joined the ranks of the natural flow of life. I am still often amazed that something so good happened to ME! I thank God over and over for the precious gift of Rowan in my life. I pray I will never, ever cease to be amazed at the wonder of being with her, loving her and having her love me. Thank you Jesus... and yes..thanks Tami & James!

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Yo

Quote: When a child is born, so is a grandmother.

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