I don’t normally post on a Tuesday (I do love my routine!) but I have something so lovely to share with you. My Dad is a wonderful writer, I think it is from him that I get my love of writing. He never shares it other than with his nearest and dearest; a wasted talent I think. Anyway, he knows very little about my blogging life as I think he is unsure of the whole concept. However, yesterday he flippantly offered to write something about being a grandparent, I agreed not thinking he would actually send me anything. Yet sure enough a little email has just come through from him and I wanted to share it with you. It is only a few sentences but I think it shows how being a grandparent feels for our parents.
It can be tough being a Grandad.
Demoted to the sidelines, never quite sure if your latest suggestion is a help or hindrance, wondering if that last verbal reprimand was a little too severe.
Change your traditional outlook to discipline and send them to the corner, of little use if you live in a lighthouse, but then I suppose you have the choice of 150 naughty steps.
Trying to hide your surprise when told they’ve been given a tablet to play with.
Embarrassed by their grasp of technology and your inability to understand the basics.
Simple pleasure can still be found in activities, games and story telling handed down through generations.
As with everything there should be balance, the old with the new, working together to provide experience and opportunity for the continuous growth of a young life.
Grandad’s reward, watching two branches of his tree grow and flourish with the certainty that the future is well supported by the past.
It can be tough being a Grandad but not as tough as being a parent AND WE KNOW!
I hope you enjoyed this little glimpse into my Dad’s mind. Made me cry happy tears on a day that has not been easy.
I know my Dad would love to know if there has been some comments even though I am pretty sure he has never seen this site!! So I would love to hear your thoughts on this!
Have a lovely day!