Cherios

I've hit that point in my life where health issues take center stage. "You've got to be conscious of heart health, cholesterol, and fat content," my doctor says. But I say it's no fun and could be why we put "grumpy" in front of the term "old man" so often. That box of Cherios in our pantry with the cheery label, "HELPS LOWER CHOLESTEROL" used to be another bland reminder of my mortality. But not any more...

Yesterday I had breakfast with my 6-month-old granddaughter, Jayda. I laughed until I cried watching her meaty, little fingers make clumsy stabs at the Cherios on the tray in front of her. On the rare occasions when she actually got hold of one, she'd lose track of it before her hand made it to her mouth. The dog -- Jayda's new best friend -- was having a feast.

When a Cherio did hit home, though, it was sheer delight. Arms waving and legs wiggling, Jayda would gum that morsel with determination. Then, almost a surprised expression as it went down. Finally, ecstasy!

People have told my wife and I they admire our willingness to sacrifice to help out with Jayda. Really, what sacrifice? Our lives are nothing like we thought they would be ...they're much better. I guess I'm supposed to demand my freedom or to loath any responsibility that might tie me down. But with Jayda, every day is special. Every toothless smile melts my heart. Even Cherios are fun again.

Does responsibility have to be a bad word? Opportunity sounds better, but I don't want to pretend there's not work involved. Yet, responsibility gives you a reason to get up in the morning. It solidifies your value and belonging. I know it has shaped my "baby" into a wonderful, strong mother.

If Jayda is an extra responsibility, I'll take it. Cherios never tasted so good.

You can check out Jayda's pictures on a friend's blog:
http://katiegracephoto.blogspot.com/2009_12_01archive.html
(go to her December 2009 post)

Flying Pig Update: The snow has me training mostly indoors. My first long walk (10 miles) went really well, so I'm feeling more hopeful. Some veteran marathoners have offered to help with pacing and race strategy. Apparently, my try-not-to-die strategy isn't good enough. Who knew? Training Miles To Date: 64