A couple of months ago my grandma told my younger sister that she should visit sometime because, “you never know how much longer I’ll be around.” (Yes, she’s quite direct–I think it runs in the family.)
Evidently my sister thought she had a point. So a week ago when we were up that way, she and I and our children visited grandma. It was a short visit, but I heard from two sources this week how she appreciated it. She’s always eager to hold a baby. And that’s what I brought.
In the busyness of life, I sometimes get so focused on getting things done and keeping my kids on a schedule that I forget what is truly important. I’m a “Martha” by nature. I forget, “only one thing is needed. Mary has chosen what is better, and it will not be taken away from her.”