Navigating Life’s Transitions

I have recently become a grandmother. The next generation has been born and I have been bumped up the generational line from parent to grandparent. Since I don’t buy into the conventional story of what it means to grow older, I did not expect to experience such a visceral shift within me.

Growing older in years has always had a positive association for me and I usually liken it to the image of a ‘flower unfolding its beauty and fragrance one petal at a time’, rather than to an arc with its peak followed by a gradual decline.

To me, transitions such as from mother to grandmother are life's way of asking us to examine our present way of being and either gently nudge or force us to develop and grow as individuals.