The Longest Journey Begins With The First Step.........

Saturday the 6th of Jan ; This Saturday would have been a very bleak day had it not been for a very special event. I mean the weather was wet and windy, the television was dull and dreary and the time of year notoriously depressing. So what was it that made the day hugely enjoyable and totally fascinating for Mrs N and myself? Nothing more than undertaking a chore for our youngest daughter to wit: babysitting. As our daughter and her significant other had to collect a bulky object from several miles away they wondered if we could look after our nine week old granddaughter for a few hours. For some reason my granddaughter fascinates me in a totally different way from when her mother or her mothers' sister were her age. I suppose it's having more time, less pressure, more experience and a number of other factors I wouldn't wonder but this time round watching a little persons brain begin to focus, as from a deep sleep into consciousness, is truly amazing. It helps that this baby is very placid and calm with good strong limbs and a steady gaze but I never realized before just how quickly their little personalities develop. I could of course be accused of being a tad biased which would obviously be correct but my basic premise survives in that life is a miracle too often taken for granted just because there are so many of us.

My human contact on this sodden Saturday was with my immediate family and my thoughts were about the first marks on a brand new slate. My deed, along with my wife, was to look after our granddaughter for a few hours.