The life of a grandparent can be funny, happy, difficult and it falls into so many categories that is hard to name them all. But one rings out. Joy. Your baby has a baby now. Then maybe another and another and another and whether you have one child or ten, most will have those beautiful little aliens we call grandchildren.
So different, so unique, so beautiful and yet so different from having a child. Your child. NOW, you are on the sidelines, watching your child raise theirs and hoping you taught them all the right things but this or these little ones you love so much. But your role of raising is over so now you watch.
The joy of a grandparent is we for the most part, get to spoil and love this group. It is no longer our job to sweat it out on how to be sure they grow up right because we don’t have that option. So we love, cuddle and try to be a positive happy force in their life.
You also have different kinds of grandparents. Some cannot get enough (me) and some want to love and enjoy but now it is their time to do what they want to do so they do it. Vacations, lunches, and etc. etc. That is cool too. They have that right. The not so great grandparents who act like their kid never had a kid, so it is not their job to help or really do anything but see the grandchild occasionally.
Some of us cringe when they get disciplined. Yes, we had to do it but we feel powerless seeing this tiny creature have to be disciplined for their actions. We see our mistakes with our kids in some of the parenting our kids do to theirs. Then we feel the guilt or pride, depending on how well they do with our little “peeps”. Regardless it is a whole new world no matter how you approach it and it is a whole new part of our lives. As for me, I love it. I love my little “peeps” and I love watching them grow. I hope all grandparents feel the same.
Capture those moments in time. Think of them, use them and explore them.
Yep, that’s right. When Life throws you lemons, brew a cup of coffee or tea or just taste the tango. Sit down and sip the good strong taste. I am not a laid back guru type but I do meditate sometimes. Just to get away from it all. I find music soothing and when life turns sour, I have to do something to control the hot temper I am known to have.
I am very outspoken and I am not one that can easily curb my tongue but I do try. Sooooooo, I try to find ways when life throws a curve to boomerang it back so I can smile and act like the smiling sweet and calm person I am often not. Since I have anxiety this is VERY important. I will overthink why there is a reason my egg yolk busted. There must be someone cursing me that day. hahaha.
So, I guess I am trying to encourage those of us who can get discouraged easily to find ways to fight back without killing someone. I wouldn’t think that would be a very good idea. So, remember throw that lemon in the trash and get to brewing.
I wish you could understand my world. But you cannot unless you live it. It is not a place you choose to be and they say many things can cause it but I can say that your love and trying to at least understand would mean more than all of the money in the world. But you choose to see me as a weird person who is crazy or needs mental help because I go through this. Do not be so quick to judge. My panic only started three years ago. You could not understand it so you walked away from it. You chose to run from it like it might be contagious. It isn’t. So, I have learned to deal with it on my own and some prayer. I have learned to accept that people will talk about me or judge me but I am the same as you. I just have an issue. Live my life and then maybe you can say i have no reason for panic. But I can promise if you ever have panic or anxiety, you will never think again like you do now. But, I have a couple of people who are trying now to help and understand it. They are there even if they do not know what to do. They have held my hand and sat while I cried. But I am coming through the storm each day and learning that I am STILL the strong person I used to be just a little different in how I view people and life. I walked alone for a while but there were foot prints in the sand I didn’t see.
I am re-posting some of my blogs that helped get through.
Is it now wrong to be loyal to people? Is it now a thing of the past where you stand up for what you believe in and for those you love or for those who love you? Why and when did society become so docile that it is all about the mask? I may hate you but I will smile in front of you and act like I care? Then talk trash about you behind your back?
Is it just me and maybe I am wrong? I am loyal and will defend those I love and protect them. I stand up for what I believe in but people do not like that anymore. I am supposed to just be a pin cushion I guess. Used when I am needed and poked and provoked when I am not.
I just wanted some input from my fellow writers and readers. Thanks!
What happened to the days of saying thank you or showing love to those who help or are there when needed or just a simple thank you for someone who steps in and is there for you? Or simply having any manners at all? And are morals just gone? What happened to our society to where we do not even have a thought to the well being of others.
Morals that kept us in a realm of, “No, I do not think that is a good thing to do, say or act upon”? I am not saying that we should go to the times of judging everyone and thinking we are better but simply the times where we put human compassion and loyalty above money or the desire to please people we think are on “Our” level of society?
What happened to kids and teens who used to be happy and not living in a world where most of them seem so angry or just out of whack? Do we blame ourselves for slacking off as parents, if we do that? Do we blame a society that now say’s everything is okay, just do it? There seems to be no more emotional thought to why we should or should not do something. Bullies have always been around but now they seem to be even meaner. Who do we hold accountable? Who do we think should change things? I think us. I think it all has to start with you and me. Just my rant for the day.
Sometimes when we feel like we have been knocked down so many times and we are about to just say whatever, it is the little things that keep us going. A smile, a song. laughter, friends, a simple hello from someone you love or even a kiss from your dog or a purrrr from your cat when you pet it.
It might be something in the mail or a note from your child or beloved. Maybe your grown child sends a text just to say hi or how are you? So many times people think they have to do something big to show their love or lift someone’s spirits but no, little things mean just as much.
So, keep that in mind if you need it and do it to someone else to start something going or if you know someone who may need a lift up.. do something little because it beats nothing at all and it may mean the world to them.