My son called me last night with a request that I mail him a few things he left here over Christmas and some unexpected news. He and his girlfriend had adopted two kittens. Ever since, I have been unable to shake the feeling of being a grandmother.
Now two kittens really don't make me a grandmother. But my child has taken responsibility for another living thing (or two) in his own household. It feels like a baby step towards a future that still feels like it ought to be distant.
I am not ready.
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Hate to break it to you, but 2 kittens do indeed make you a grandmother. I still think my mother wants to kill me everytime I address Birthday and Christmas presents to Grandma from the Grandkitties.
Barbara
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