P.J. Griekspoor Season of Comfort and Joy Opens With a Special Joy Kansas Viewpoint First day of December proves a grand day to introduce a granddaughter to harvest Published on: December 1, 2010 There's no other season quite like the space between Thanksgiving and Christmas when you get to reflect on all the precious gifts that make life wonderful. And sometimes the greatest joys come where you least expect them and where, I admit, in some of my earlier years, I didn't even recognize them. Today started with an early morning flurry of text messages, announced by several consecutive "dongs" on my cell phone when I was barely awake. One daughter's just-repaired computer appears to be crashing again; her cell phone fell into the toilet; the oldest grandkid is home from school with what may be strep; the other daughter is fighting the third day of a nasty cold and very little sleep and the youngest two grandkids have teamed up in a diaper contents event that is pushing their mom just about to the brink. What's a grandma with sesame harvest in her planner to do? Well... You can't harvest sesame on a frosty morning until the sun comes out and the moisture drops. That means two hours of time to resolve crises and get on the road. So, the laptop goes to the shop, the cell phone dries out -- and works!!!!! -- and the youngest perpetual motion machines are corralled long enough for Mom to get a shower and a few quiet minutes. And then, inspiration. When the five-year-old gets out of pre-K, Grandma will just take her along for an afternoon of sesame harvest, the babies will nap and exhausted mom can too. And so it came to pass that Grandma got a chance to spend an entire afternoon with just one of her seven grandkids and introduce her to the wonders of a John Deere combine; not to mention the very plant where sesame seeds grow. As we drove home, I realized that once upon a time, I would have thought this was a really rough day. But you know what? It wasn't. It was a great day. I got the chance to use my expertise to put out fires in a couple of directions and I got the chance to spend six hours discovering the uniqueness of a special grand-daughter. What more could you ask? And so, in the season of comfort and joy, it occurs to me that I have both on the very first day -- comfort in helping those important to me and joy in new discovery with the new generation.