I'm a 2nd wife; DH and 1st wife were long divorced when he & I met. All 4 grandchildren have been born since then. 1st wife and I got on like a house on fire but sadly she had a terminal illness and died nearly 8 years ago, when 2 of the grandchildren had been born. She made it clear to all that with her blessing I was to be known as Grandma, and all the children know that as well as me (and their other Grannys) there was Grandma Chris.
I agree wholeheartedly with all those who say that children can never have too many people to love them. Although one of the other grannys questions my grandma status ("It's not as if you're their REAL grandmother"), I maintain that my love for them is possibly purer because I don't actually have to love them. I do, though, more than I can say, because I had no children from my 1st marriage and had accepted that I'd never have the joy of grandchildren. So I often quietly shed happy tears when a little hand creeps into mine or I get a shakily written note from the 5 year old telling me she loves me!
Blusters in corner if my mouth
Retirement is it what you thought it would be?




