While I am on a back to my roots visit of WV, I am taking every opportunity to get to know my grandchildren better. I am taking every moment to be with them all three together and also one at the time.
Dakota Shawn White is my youngest grandson, he is 18 months old. His name is a native american name meaning “allies” or “friend”. He has these deep blue eyes that one could never forget once they have looked into them. His smile just melts my heart. And when he cries, I would do anything I could to sooth his hurt.
Being a grandmother is something I take very seriously. I want to be the best influence I can for these boys. I usually begin by loving them with my heart and soul.
I was very fortunate to spend a lot of time with Dakota on this trip. Originally he was scheduled to be in Florida with his other grandma, but they cut their trip a little short and I got to spend some time with him. I was certainly grateful for that.
Each one of my grandchildren are very unique and Dakota is just filled with smiles for everyone. He loves to give and blow sugars. My parents have him spoiled but he does manage to have room in his heart for me too. 😉
Dakota was with me the day I visited my grandfather’s grave. He was also with me my last day at my parents house. I got up that morning and just spent my day loving on that baby. I gave him a bath, and just hung around the house playing with him.
He is too young to understand, but I certainly could feel my heart swell as it got closer to the time for me to leave. I guess as a child he has no concept of time or how long it might be before I get to see him again. I am not a child though and I just wanted to grab him up tight and never let go.
As I sat and watched Kota play in the yard, I went back to a time when he visited me in Florida. Kota’s mom is my youngest daughter Leesa Marie, and while they were her in Florida she would let me take him and do stuff with him. One day he and I went to the beach, we played in the water and I would hold my hand out and take photos of us. The water was so still that day, it was like glass. I held Dakota and rocked him in the water and he fell asleep in my arms. I just held him in the water for his entire nap.
It is something I suppose one can only understand if they have experienced it, but it was an amazing day to spend in the sun and ocean with my grandson. A day I will never forget. I rocked him and held him and we were surrounded by the love and energy of the ocean. While the sun shone all around us.
Saying goodbye is never easy, and I don’t generally say good bye, I say see you later. I have no idea when I will get to see him again. I have no idea if he will remember these visits. I have no idea if he can understand what is going on when we are together. What I do know is that I love him.
He did manage to knock down one of my moms Tulips on my last day at mom and dads. I guess it was his way of picking a flower for his G’ma.
I hope that on some level his heart and soul realizes that.