What better time to post a blog like this than my second granddaughter's sixth birthday. Happy Birthday, Lil Miss!!! You bring sunshine to this grandma's heart!!!
I'm always going on about life being a learning process. About deep inner evaluations and learning who we really are. Well, one thing that has shaped my life is becoming a parent and a grandparent.
Becoming a parent taught me so much I didn't know but thought I knew about raising children. Like every child is different. No two children are exactly alike in any way shape or form. However, becoming a grandparent has given me the opportunity to not only see these differences but enjoy them to their fullest.
Being a grandparent has taught me that even at this age there are times to throw caution to the wind and just play. That everything in life doesn't always have to be filled with work and rules. Sometimes it's best to make the rules up as you go along. You're never too old to jump on a swing and let the breeze blow through your hair as you go higher and higher. Or find the biggest slide at the park and zip through the air until you reach the ground again. Or run through the sprinkler on a hot day, or float in a pool, or splash around. Jumping in mud puddles after a summer rain is still okay, even if your fifty.
Being a grandparent has taught me that adventure never dies away. Treasure hunts are more fun when you have someone to share them with. Taking walks to see what is in the world around you, and seeing that world through the eyes of a child, its eye opening to say the least. Being silly is part of the fun, and make believe can take you to far away places while still being firm footed in one place.
Being a grandparent has taught me that love comes in all shapes and sizes. It's not the outer we see but the soul that resides within. We see past the every day, to see the future residing within the little ones growing up so fast in our midst. We see the things that are forming their thoughts, ideas, and wonder.
Being a grandparent has taught me to grab onto these small moments, for just as with our own children it will be gone all too soon. A messy kitchen for a few moments means we've shared some kitchen fun. Blankets strewn about the livingroom means we've shared some movies, popcorn, and laughter. Piles of leaves, rocks, and weeds are something that will bring a smile to your lips a few days later when you realize their still piled high on your porch. Jars with bugs, old pots and pans with mud stew, even the discarded bandaid that covered a scratch that wasn't there, all of these take on new meaning when a grandparent finds them still sitting around long after their grandchildren have gone home.
I often hear people say I wish I would have had my grandchildren first. Sure, it might make us better parents, to know that freedom that comes with just learning to play again. However, it is our reward for raising our children, to love the children they bring into this world, and giving us a playmate as we grow older in this life.
Grandchildren have taught me of a love I never imagined possible. From utter happiness to the most tragic heartbreak. Loving with my whole self to the fullest extent of my heart and beyond. For this I will always be thankful to my children for giving me this wonderful pleasure in life.
Everyone have a lovely day!!!
Blessings to all!!!