Feeling a bit introspective just now – my youngest baby turns 32 today, and with my menopausal hormonal changes so noticable at the moment I’m truly feeling my age…

But while watching a drama on TV this afternoon a couple of lines from Shakesepeare’s Sonnet No 3 were brought to my attention, and suddenly I’m soothed, comforted by the beautiful words…

‘Thou art thy mother’s glass and she in thee

Calls back the lovely April of her prime,

So thou through windows of thine age shall see

Despite of wrinkles, this thy golden time…’

I realise I do often recognise my younger self in my children – a look, a gesture, a turn of phrase, and it’s so nice to know my genes continue through them and now also through their children.

Becoming a mother is without doubt the best thing I’ve ever done in my life, and becoming a grandmother has only strengthened that feeling. I look at them all – three children and five grandchildren – and know they are all so worth growing old for, my beautiful family, and I will continue to love them with a passion, right up until the moment I take my last ragged breath, hopefully many, many years from now… ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤


3 thoughts on “Introspection

  1. Sonnische February 13, 2017 / 2:26 pm

    As a mother with a child now in his 40’s, your words are poignant and meaningful.

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