The Hits Just Keep on Coming . . .

Last week, I talked about how change was the only true constant in life.  I am reminded daily just how true that is.  Consider the following.

About four weeks ago (I could have sworn it was only two, but I checked and it was four), I received an email from my youngest son, Matt, who happens to be the father of my only grandchild, Abigail.  Attached was a video of Abigail taking her first steps.  Wow! I thought, she’s started walking!  I watched in amazement as my petite granddaughter tottered toward her mother, Stacy, in halting steps, two, then three at a time.  Tears of joy ran down my face. In the background, strains of I’m Walking, the 1957 Fats Domino song, provided the perfect accompaniment to a seminal moment that would last forever—or so I thought.

But this past Thursday evening, those memories were rendered virtually passé when my wife, Becky, and I were treated to a FaceTime™ video call with Matt and Abigail.  Things had changed again.  No longer was my darling granddaughter stumbling and tripping her way around the living room.  This little girl was walking, jumping, and bending over like she’d been doing it from the date of her birth.  She had changed—again!

But that’s not the end of it.  Next weekend Becky and I will travel to Charlotte, NC, to visit both my sons and their wives to celebrate three birthdays: Matt’s and mine, which recently passed; and that of my eldest son David, which is upcoming.  Minor changes, I’ll grant you, but changes nevertheless.  But we won’t be staying at David and Robin’s old house, where we have stayed for the last eight or nine years.  Why?  Because their address has—repeat after me—changed!  Instead, we’ll be seeing their new house for the very first time.  Oh, and Robin has a new job.  More change.  The hits just keep on coming.  So we’ll do what we well-adjusted adults always do: we’ll hang on to our hats, take deep breaths, and accept the changes and all that accompany them.  After all, how bad can it be?  We’re still alive— and changing—and that’s a good thing!  Right, Martha? 


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About AuthorJoePerroneJr

I am a former professional fly-fishing guide, and I write the Matt Davis Mystery Series, which presently consists of four books: As the Twig is Bent, Opening Day, Twice Bitten, and Broken Promises. The series is set in the real town of Roscoe, NY, in the Catskill Mountains, where I guided for ten years. I love fly fishing, movies, cooking (and eating), and music. To learn more about me and my writing, please visit my website at: http://www.joeperronejr.com.
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14 Responses to The Hits Just Keep on Coming . . .

  1. balroop2013 says:

    Some changes are as pleasant as such! Wishing you the best of time with your grandchild…enjoy those precious moments Joe! 🙂

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  2. Allie P. says:

    You are such the proud Grandpa and with good reason. Yay to her!

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  3. dvaal says:

    It never stops and kids grow way to fast. Funny how I never realized that while I was young. I thought ‘life is soooo slow.’
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  4. Of all the technology forced upon us, Skype and Facetime are the best. They allow us to see the grandchildren in action and talk with them. Distances are greatly reduced in more ways than one.

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  5. Great post! I hope to see this one day.

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  6. davidprosser says:

    Watching a grandchild take their first steps alone is really something special as it takes you back to the day when their parent, your child did it too.Floods of tears are expected and acceptable.
    Congratulations Joe, I hope youall have great birthdays
    Hugs

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