Different Cradles, Same Seed

I came from a long line of "marryiers." My grandfather had four wives. Three died and he
died on the fourth one. My Dad had four wives. I had three step-mothers and a mother living at the
same time .There were 20 siblings. At ten I joined a church which was anti-divorce, so I caught the
fever. I was determined I would not put my children through all of the explanations of blended, blended,
blended families. "My sister's grandmother etc. So I didn't go into marriage looking out. We had to learn
to work it out. All of my kids were going to be by the same daddy. No, lengthy diagrams. So we had our
children and our grandchildren. Some of our children reached back and used the values of their
forefathers, had nerve enough to tell me that those were my values not theirs.
Getting to know and have a relationship with my grandchildren was an obsession of mine. i would
agonize every time I would "lose" one. I was busy during my young life, going to prisons, teaching,
school, counseling" so I am /was not a babysitter, Parents and children were welcomed at the home
together. I had two teenage granddaughters stay with me, one for two school years, and one for about
four months.They were sixteen or more so it wasn't babysitting.
I love my children and my grandchildren occupies a special place in my heart. I can't believe I have
been multiplied many times over. I was the conduit from God to earth and even though the Grands were
raised in different cradles-they came from the same seed.