A few nights ago several of our grandchildren were here long after dark. It is just that time of year that the glow worms start to appear. I love their magical, fairy-like, quick wisp of a glow that fades back into the deep dark of the night. (For the uninitiated, glow worms are the common name of the larval stage of several beetles and even flies...in this case they are the larva of fireflys). You only see them in September and October (or at least that is the only time I have ever seen them) after the weather begins to cool down a bit.
So, the children were running around in the dark, some with flashlights and some without, when one of them noticed a glow worm. Soon, they had brought me a plastic cup with a lid, and every few minutes, one would run up with another glow worm to add to those collected in the cup. Now, if you look at the picture above, you will see what a glow worm looks like. Really, they are a bit creepy, but that didn't phase the children. Even the girls, Kathleen, Elsie, Opal, and Adeline were gleefully catching them and depositing them into the cup. What a wonderful time they all had.
Later, as I was driving Joel's kids home, I told them about all the fun I had as a city kid visiting Fernnook and running around after dark with my cousins. Kathleen said to me, "Grandma, do you ever wish you were still a kid?"
That was an easy one for me. I loved my childhood, but I truly do believe that maturity is worth more than all that has gone before it. I do miss people from earlier times. I miss my mother. I miss Grandma Opal. How I wish I could play one more game of High Five with them and laugh until we were silly. But, I don't want to go back to those good old days; rather, I want to somehow pull them into these new good days.
Well, I couldn't really explain all of that to Kathleen, so I just said, "No, honey, I wouldn't want to go back to being a kid. If I did that, I wouldn't have you precious grandchildren that I love so much. Honey, these are the good news days, and I love them!"
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