The fresh eyes of a baby
As a newbie grandmother, I am constantly blown away by the thoughts and feelings that envelop me when I see my little granddaughter watching the world around her.
She is like a sponge, soaking everything up, taking it all in, storing the sights, sounds and now tastes of the world around her.
I wonder what she’s seeing, how she’s making sense of it all, what she’s thinking – which in turn makes me wonder at the sheer brilliance of life. The best part of being a grandmother is the seeing from a distance, rather than being in the thick of things as the mother. I can stand back and watch and wonder, without all the responsibility of being the primary caregiver, as I was when my babies were this age.
It is a wonderful stage of life and I am thoroughly enjoying it. There are so many bits of baby life that I’d forgotten about. How they just do things in a predetermined order without being taught, the stages that follow on seamlessly from each other, like the various stages of rolling over, tasting new things, baby babble and the constant watching everything through her beautiful brown eyes. She is a pure delight, so bright, alert and strong.
The fresh eyes of a youth exchange student
Being the host mother and counsellor to a collection of Rotary Youth Exchange students over the years has shown me how life can be seen through fresh eyes. They arrive knowing nothing about our life but soon become immersed in the family, a part of our lives for ever. I often wonder what they see and how they make sense of it all. I honestly don’t know if I could have done it at their age. Could you?
We show them things of our way of life and our country to enhance their experience but in doing so we also see life through their eyes. We see it through a fresh set of eyes, and this can be a real eye opener! It can also help to keep you feeling young, vibrant and useful.
There is something incredibly hopeful about a fresh start!
The fresh eyes of me
I wrote a post ages ago about Harmony and was reminded of it when thinking of what to write in this post. I’ll share the link here if you’d like to read my poem. Harmony through my eyes
In the meantime here’s a selfie of me taking in the world through my ‘not so fresh‘ eyes!
The fresh eyes of a mural
I saw this mural on a wall last week in Nowra, and thought it was worth sharing, as the eyes and smile caught my attention. Isn’t it beautiful?
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