You know those surreal experiences in life that you can’t quite wrap your head around?  Like when you realized that you were and adult and had to get a job or actually married or pregnant or looked at your baby for the first time?  Moments in your life, that while they might be amazing, just point out to you that time passes and you have responsibilities and are getting older (even if you don’t feel any wiser)?  Well, while we were in Florida, on October 12 at 12:57 PM in Fort Wayne, Indiana our son and daughter-in-law Tommy and Hannah had one of those moments and we, in turn, did, too.  Because that was the day that Elise Harper Bohrer was born.  Their first child and our first grandchild.


She weighed 7 pounds 5 ounces and was 20 inches long.  She and mommy and daddy are adjusting to family life just fine, although daddy had to go back to work, which left both him and Hannah a bit shaky.  Tommy has called with the “I don’t know what I’m doing!” phone call, and Tim has given the “No one does” answer.  Tim has joked to everyone about me being a grandmother, and I in turn told my mom that she was a great-grandmother.  And William that he was an uncle, which always brings a bemused and slightly perplexed look to his face (being all of 9). Wrapping your head around being a grandmother is both amazing and absolutely inconceivable at the same time.
The bible says that grandchildren are the crown of the aged (Proverbs 17:6) and that as grandparents we are to keep our souls diligently, lest we forget the things that our eyes have seen, and lest they depart from our hearts all the days of our lives. Make them known to our children and our children’s children. (Deuteronomy 4:9).  As a grandparent, I am to be an elder statesman, a source of council, and a giver of unconditional love.  And lots of hugs and kisses and toe nibbles (did I mention that I’ve always LOVED little baby feet?).