Grampa! One of the great joys in life.
Truly one of the great joys in life is being a grampa. Until you become one, it’s
difficult to understand or appreciate the tremendous affection that can develop. When
they are babies they can’t tell why they are unhappy - only that they are. But what a
joy (and sense of pride) when you do well at comforting and quieting them. And, if its
rocking them, looking down at those angelic faces and enjoying the peace and
contentment you share at that moment.
And, later, when they are able to converse and enjoy shared interests and activities.
Helping them to feel secure in your presence. A sleepover at Grampa and Grandmas.
Art, photography and reading with Grandma. Computers, golf and building a fort with
Grampa. Enjoying the fun of playing the roles of Big and Little Spoofers - just kidding
around.
The biggest challenge: being prepared to respond well to the request, usually at bed
time, “Grampa, will you tell me a story?”
Now, she is not the critic that you may be - so, tell me how I did with this one? Or,
better yet, tell me a story about you and your Grampa. Or, you and your grand-
children. Set down somewhere and write. Build your human legacy.
They’ll appreciate it.
Yes, yes I know - it’s not all hearts and flowers. E.g., if I rock too long and don’t
change my dominant rocking foot, I will wake up with a cramp in my leg that night.
Hmmmh - yes, a pain - but a small price to pay. Remembering that angelic face
helps to work the cramp out.
One of the great joys in life …
Thanks for listening.
- Val Spangler, Mister Senior Blogger
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Posted January 30, 2009
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