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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 1 – Beginner)
Topic: Anniversary (04/11/05)

TITLE: The Day I Began to Remember to Forget
By Robin Ivins


It will soon be my first grandchild’s second birthday, but for me, it is an anniversary. It is the anniversary of when my status in life once again changed forever. That day I took on yet another name: “Mom-mom“. I’m still daughter, wife, or mother, but since that day, I’m also grandmother.

One perfect day, especially chosen by God, in an early hour of the morning, our family was blessed with one precious child. At that moment, that instant in time, I became a grandmother.

My life has been full and happy. A faithful husband, three beautiful children, my relationship with God, these have blended together to create much sweetness. If I were to describe the blessings of life as a dessert with all the precious moments being the cream, grandchildren would have to be the cherries on top of the cream! It is as though God stood back and proudly observed the work of his hands and then said, “One more thing...some cherries for the top!” And then I was a grandmother.

So, this is an anniversary for me: A day I forget. I forget that I ever was anything other than a grandmother. I forget that I already bought a gazillion puzzles, dollies, and toys. She needs one more, doesn’t she? I forget that it will cost a small fortune to develop all of those pictures I took, but we need to preserve those memories, don’t we? I forget that I am tired or that I have many “pressing responsibilities” that require my time. I forget that I am a “grown-up”. Instead, I color, finger paint, or crawl through our tunnel. We are lions, or tigers, or bears, O my! We sing and dance or “get dizzy”. We go outside and play ball or swing “high up to the sky apple pie!”

This is the anniversary of the day I began remember to forget. This is the day I celebrate being a grandmother.

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vicki mccollum04/19/05
What a happy description of becoming a grandmother! You write with lots of emotion, your feelings really come through and make the reader feel with you. I have a couple of suggestions for you to consider: The first paragraph reads more like a preamble, sort of explanatory. Perhaps either work those lines in some where else in the body, or cut it. I don't think it is necessary to your piece. If feels like the real story starts with the second para. I think the title causes the reader to prepare for a sad, unhappy story. You might change it to something upbeat, like God Gave Me Cherries on Top, or something like that. It's really a very lively, happy piece.
Brad Paulson04/22/05
I tend to agree with Vicki's comments. The first paragraph set the tone a little differently than I would have expected. I do think you did a great job with your imagery and descriptions. I really liked the theme of remembering to forget. My kids are just entering high school so I have a little bit of time before I get to enjoy those cherries on top. But, when the time comes, I will remember this little gem of yours. Thanks
Cheryl Johnson04/23/05
Oh, this is such a sweet piece. It really resonates with me. How beautifully put and how fortunate is your grandchild to have a grandmother who relishes "grandmotherhood" so very much. Touching piece.
Joyce Simoneaux04/24/05
I can definitely relate. I love my children with all of my heart, but oh those grandbabies are a special treasure for which I will always give thanks. They captivate your heart, and you are hooked from the moment they are born. Thanks for sharing this.