The laughter of my grandchildren is the sweetest kind of healing a grandma could ask for.

Let’s explore the realm where giggling prevents wrinkles. A woman in her seventies told me how she came to be at this new stage of her life when we were in her living room today. She was a novelist, but she didn’t follow the typical route to become one. She smiled a little and continued, “I never thought that I would begin writing, not to mention at this age.” It all started with my grandkids. When I nearly believed I had lost it, it restored a great deal of joy to my life.

The laughter of my grandchildren is the sweetest kind

Only when her grandchildren started coming to see her frequently did that alter. Every weekend, they would visit, bringing stories and happiness to the house. It helped me value life’s small pleasures. She began to be impacted by their outlook on life and their capacity for admiration.

One day, when they were recounting to her their adventures at school she decided to say something. I decided, what happens if I start writing these cartoons. You can enjoy her cartoons in the section below.

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