No. My father’s legacy has not set with the sun.
His footsteps upon this earth will continue in the footsteps of my children and grandchildren who bear his name.
I am my father’s daughter and we share many attributes. My children and grandchildren also share many characteristics of their grandfather.
I have the blessed joyfulness to see my father in my children and I am especially humbled to see him in my grandchildren. Mannerisms, chuckles of laughter, a look with a smirk, a comment made with smiling eyes, a phrase spoken in his way…it’s all there, my Dad. Living and breathing in the present.
It’s those moments of instant recognition that catches my breath in my throat. I pause in silence in those instances. I can’t actually put into words this déjà vu like moment. It’s humblingly breathtaking though. And what makes it extraordinary is that it happens in the most ordinary of times.
I’ve heard many times how much I’m like my Dad, but it’s incredibly profound to see my father transcend through the generations and he is prevalent in each, since him.
I’m especially moved how my children regarded their grandfather with genuine respect, love and happiness to be with him.
And as they have grown into adulthood and have taken lead in their own lives, I’m eternally proud of how respectively mindful each are in honoring with true esteem, true love and true pride their family legacy.
Each holds family sacred and carries their own legacy in the making forward. But it is their loyalty to my father’s legacy that will stand the test of time. Because it is upon my father’s generational family traditions that I built mine. And upon mine, my children are building their respective family’s legacy. This is Our Legacy Onward Through the Ages, forevermorre.
Each generation threads the family tapestry of sacred traditions of old and new into theirs, and we take each forward through time, side by side. Our loving intent and fierce loyalty in threading of our legacies together, is our true testament to family.
I am a Grandmother now…Gammy J Evermorre.
For always and forever is my signature mom-ism. It’s how I’ve signed cards and letters and was my motherly goodnight sentiment to my dear children tucking them into bed, “goodnight, sweet dreams and I love you for always and forever.”
My dear children are adults now, and as sweet sentimentality was awesome when they were younger, signing off our conversations with such gush as adults isn’t so much. I’ve held their hands for awhile, but I’ll have their hearts forever. In heart and in soul, I am forever and for always, Mom who is in love with my wise and humanitarian-hearted kids.
AND now, it is my privilege and overwhelming delight to embrace my heartfelt sentimentality in my new role as gammy J. I have new peoples to call my own. Four extraordinary, gorgeous and significantly brilliant blessed younger peoples… my grandchildren. Gush, Gush, Gush and Gush.
A little over the top with such sentiment about my peoples and how perfect they are? Nobody’s children and grandchildren are that perfect, you say? Oh I don’t know about that dearie, because mine are.
I am joyful of this beautiful, new and wonderful role in life. And as our family continues to grow, I am rest assured this generation with their modern touches will build upon the one left by my father who built upon his father’s, and our family’s legacy will continue forevermorre.