Patrisha with a "sh"

I spent my weekend with my adopted grand daughter named Patrisha. Her father was a student of mine when he was in 6th grade. We have kept in touch ever since and 10 years ago he introduced me to his bride and this little munchkin :) I have been Grandma Art ever since and she spends weekends with us every couple of months. You can only guess why she nicknamed me Grandma Art. This weekend we painted, made bracelets, jewelry boxes and refrigerator magnets and composed a homemade book. We watched a "HUGE" movie through a projector and white sheet that covered the wall, while we ate popcorn. Her eyes were as big as the material screen and she smiled the entire time.

I love being a Grandma and it will be awhile before my newly adult children are ready to be parents. So, here is where I want to express my heart. ~ Most of you know that Boho is my lil sister and that I am 10 years her senior. We are very close, bonded together with good times, tragic moments, life's growing pains and oodles of love, my cup runneth over with boho's warm fuzzies. Now I'm going to get serious, putting aside all the deep history we have shared together and reaching into the inner most tender places of my heart.......... I am (crying) inside and out, even as I write this, the subject matter is tender. I have mourned every month that she has not conceived her babe. I keep this from her, for the obvious reasons and I become her piller as she pours out her wounded heart and disappointment. As we talk on the phone, my face gets drenched with tears and I take silent deep breaths to steady my voice. I have never known two people who deserve to be parents more than Den & Carsten. The love they share is magical and rare and they both want to pour this out on some very blessed little one. I am longing to drain my own love into this little life as well. I want to share yet another incredible, life changing experience with my baby sister again......I guess what I'm trying to say is.......I desparately want to be Auntie Art.