|"O! be some other name:
|What’s in a name? that which we call a rose
|By any other name would smell as sweet;..."
Romeo and Juliet
I have returned home!
I spent the last four weeks with my daughter and son-in-law awaiting
Wyatt's arrival and celebrating his birth. I was overjoyed to take care of the new parents while they adjusted to their new routine and bonded with their precious gift.
Being away from home for such an extended period of time didn't seem like too big of a deal. I am truly blessed to have good friends who text and called checking on everyone, asking for photos, and wondering if I would ever be returning. It felt good to know I had
people awaiting my return.
To my surprise it took me a few days to find my footing once home. I took a day to rest before returning to my schedule and meeting up with friends for some catch-up time. I returned to school for the final two days of our summer camp where I was greeted with lots of hugs, congratulations and chatting. I don't think any one moment touched me more than the first day when one of my girls, from the school year, entered the school, dropped her backpack and lunch, screamed "Miss Bonnie" and ran down the hall and into my arms.
More than visiting with me, everyone wanted to see pictures of my sweet Wyatt. And, I was most happy to oblige. I handed over my iPad allowing all who wished to scroll through my gallery. I am, after all, a proud new grandmother. While meandering through an obscene (I make no apologies) amount of photographs everyone wanted to know my "grandmother" name.
Well.....good question, I suppose. I was told it was my decision. I thought I had the perfect name. I've known for years what my grandchildren would affectionately call me. I ask opinions from friends who thought it was great. Things don't always work out though. Sometimes they are overthought. My choice of name didn't meet with the excitement I had anticipated. Arguments were made. Perhaps I wasn't fully committed; I didn't put up a fight...I withdrew the name.
For inquiring minds...at the present my new moniker...everyone seems happy... is "Bea". I suspect though someone else has the final decision....
Oh how I miss him!
Bake me a cake as fast as you can
Roll it up, Pat it up
Mark it with a "B"
For baby and Me (Bea).
For baby and Me (Bea).