I'm not used to kid chatter coming from the play room as I sit here in my office.  I guess that I once was, but that was in a different life that is so far back in my memory that it has been filed over and refiled to almost extinction.  Now it's back along with early morning visits by little ones not in my dreams.  I can't complain.  But I am glad that it has an end for now.  Cicily gets back from her trip today and we will be back to 'normal'.  I find it a bit overwhelming to expand my day's thinking beyond what I have become used to.  It is tiring enough to just do 'my thing' let alone have others around.  And that little tyke (Jonah) is a handful when he is left entirely to me.  Ah, grand kids.  What a complex bundle of wonderful thoughts and feelings do they bring.  I often do try to remember what my life was like back in the day.  But beyond fleeting images and memories that is behind me and I have moved on to another stage that presents its own challenges and rewards to the point that it is all that I can handle.  Even looking into the future becomes difficult if you define that more then tomorrow or 'in a little while'.  My days take everything that I can give, and then some.  But that is not a bad thing.  It's taken me years to be able to live more 'in the moment' and I am finally starting to be able to do it.  "One step enough for me" is becoming my theme.  Hard to admit though, because I've always wanted to "see the distant scene"; still do, but I'm learning how to settle for the here and now and let tomorrow take care of itself.