A Gift that Money Can’t Buy
The Rideau River
I took my grandchildren to the Annual Biology Butterfly Show at Carleton University six years ago. Alongside that building runs the magnificent Rideau River, one of my favourite spots. If you click on the banner photo, you get a better view of my granddaughter Sophie enjoying that special moment just as I was. It was a crisp fall morning, and I wondered at the time if her dreamy expression imagined being an astronaut when she grew up, which was her passion at 12.
Fast-forward to today, and I was back at that river after waving goodbye to Sophie at her residence. This is her first semester in the Neuroscience degree program, which she loves, and she had invited me to attend one of her lectures.
And this is the gift that money can’t buy.
On my Birthday in September, I received a beautiful card with a handwritten invitation from Sophie. It was a long and generous note, and to my surprise and delight, she had invited me to attend a lecture of my choice with her. Because she wrote, “I know you love learning, Nana.” I was thrilled by the invitation and deeply touched by her thoughtfulness.
Today was the day!
I met her outside the lecture hall and had the privilege and the joy of attending a fabulous lecture with her neuroscience professor. I was engrossed for the entire 80 minutes and restrained myself from asking a question or two. (she had gently cautioned me :-)) We then had lunch in her cafeteria, which is beautifully designed and filled with light. Furthurmore, the food was delicious.
I floated across campus –
thinking how lucky I was to have a granddaughter who knew how much this would mean to me.
So, during these times of uncertainty, I continue to think about how important it is to keep our minds and hearts focused on where we are. What can we do right here, and who can we do it with? What is there to be enjoyed? Let’s not miss the chance to enjoy these precious moments. To splurge with our kind words.To stop and enjoy the sunlight shining through coloured leaves.
It may be time to send postcards and gifts to people we love who are suffering. These are reminders that they are loved and that we are still breathing. If we are breathing, there are possibilities.
Let me thank Sophie, who may or may not read this blog, for my life’s most unique and beautiful birthday gift. That invitation wraps up a whole world of precious memories.
Notes:
1:)Here is a link to a piece of music that might make you smile. I played it in my webinar last Friday and we enjoyed it. Perhaps some of you remember the Travelling Willbury’s. They only made two albums, and the group was made up of George Harrison, Roy Orbison, Bob Dylan, Tom Petty and Jeff Lynne. This is a great rollicking song – End of the Line
2:) Several years ago I was sitting around a table with friends and someone asked this question – what would you buy if money was no object? Everyone came up with something they would like to do but the one person in the room who had a great deal of wealth said this: “If money could buy it I could have it. Unfortunately, anything I want, money can’t buy.” The room became silent as the significance of those words struck us.
So, inspired by Sophie’s gift to me, I have a question for all of us: What gifts can I/we give that money can’t buy?
3:) And now I will say farewell for this week. May you do the best you can with whatever is going on in your daily life. I recommend finding something or someone to praise or to thank. It is Wednesday, so I always get to thank the people who pick up our garbage and recycling. I am deeply grateful for their efforts. All my best wishes, and thanks to you for stopping by here. Kindest regards, Trudy
PS I feel like I am forgetting something important I wanted to tell you, but sadly, I have no idea what it is. Maybe next week.:-))





Dearest Trudy. It’s wonderful to hear of your gift in your grandaughter Sophie. That she knows you well is a testament to your strong bond and participation in her and Rowan’s life. They are lucky indeed.
Rideau river …my family lived in Ottawa for two years when I was a young girl. I’ll never forget ice skating with my dad and sisters. It was a wonderful place
Thanks dear Sandi, for your thoughtful note. I had no idea you had lived in Ottawa. It is a lovely city.maybe you will visit one-day. Warmly,
Trudy
I received a gorgeous autumn floral arrangement from a friend who bought my Michigan house 10 years ago. It was to thank me for the loving energy I left in that house (as did my husband, Norris, and daughter, Melissa.) I had lived there 38 years. I was overwhelmed by her loving and thoughtful gift. I cried copious tears. Yes, it did cost some money, but not much compared to the joy we both felt in the giving and receiving. And dear little Sophie, all grown up. I’m happy for you, Trudy.
Thanks for this touching story dear Carol. No wonder you were teary eyed. It may have cost money but worth so much more! Tears of joy. Big hugs,Trudy
My heart is warm and fuzzy after reading this.i can just see you filling your soul.so true it is the things we can not buy that we treasure forever.
Thank you dear Jean. You have accumulated many treasures of your own. We are lucky. Kindly,
Trudy
Dear Trudy: your dedication to Sophie and Rowan, over the years, is now circling back to their Nana. A wonderful birthday gift to you Trudy. Enjoy the memories. You will smile every time you share this loving story.❤️🎉
Memories! You are right Marilyn. They mesn more and more as time goes by. Thank you as always for your kindness. Warmly,trudy
Sophie knew what money can’t buy for you, and she learned that from you Trudy. So many things money can’t buy – love, friendship, caring, peace, happy memories, the beauty of a sunset, no end of such things. Be well my friend, with love xoxo
It is endless the things that money can’t buy and still we do need money to live in the world. If we could just spread it around a little better. It’s a koan. Love, Trudy
Dear Trudy, Brought tears to my eyes!! Must be getting sentimental in my old age … thank you! thank you. Mary
Thank you Mary. You had sentimental moments in your young age too. Good tears. Warmest wishes, Trudy