This family of ours loves a celebration, and it doesn’t take much to set us into a frenzy of joy! So the absolutely phenomenal wedding of my grandson, after he and his bride postponed their nuptials for a year due to the pandemic, gave us such a chance once more.
It was a spectacular occasion and we were treated like royalty in our participation, and I will savor the occasion for years. But, there was a side event that stole my heart’s attention that had little to do with the wedding venue. That was a tour of the National Aquarium with two little great-grandchildren, ages one and a half and three and a half.
The three year old took a more knowledgeable approach, having been schooled by his parents as to what he would see or touch. None the less enthralled, but very much in conversation with his parents about the displays, he looked up at his dad once, and said “ I love you Dad”. I assume in appreciation for being taken to the aquarium.
But the 1 and a half year old little girl blew us all away with her first glimpse of the first window of fish..her joy was palpable, as she ran to the window, mouth and eyes expressing the awe she felt. It didn’t stop with the first window. Each display brought a similar reaction that made us grownups a bit more appreciative of our own adventure.
The whole point of this blog by this eighty-three year old great-grandmother is this. Sometimes at this age, the wonder of the world becomes faded in the diminished experiences of life itself. I caught that wonder again this past weekend through the eyes of children. May it always be so.
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