Life. Live it.
Life. Live it.
I love them both because their love is unconditional, they are resilient, they love back, they are there no matter how many times you think you are devoting time with them when really you are just trying to keep them occupied so you can get something done. And the sad thing is, some are abused and yet they still love you. Those my heart cries for.
They are funny, happy to see you, willing to forgive, loyal and they are sweet souls. I know in our generation and the teens in this day, though not all by any means but quite a few are now selfish,spoiled all about themselves and not very nice with almost no respect.
BUT there are still plenty like the above I mentioned. Dogs and the children who are still not spoiled brats , on the other hand, never change toward their masters or parents, unless they get rabies but still you get my point. No matter what you do to them, no matter how little time you have for them they always are there for you.
That is why I love dogs and children. Actually, I love all of the animal, mammal, bird etc. kingdom but dogs are in a different zone.
Close your eyes, stop your thoughts and just listen.
What do you hear? Is it voices? Is it rain? Is it ocean waves as they crash onto the sand?
Is it cars as they bustle about on their busy day? Maybe it is babies crying or children laughing.
Dogs barking, cats meowing, or is the the sounds of war, crime and hate?
If you listen soft enough and close off the world, you will hear other sounds as well.
The unbroken symphony of the one you love
The heartbeat of angels or the song of the hurt.
The anger of the broken or the whisper of goodbye.
All of the things we miss
Because we never TRULY listen.
RANDOM QUOTE: Two things that can break you and bring you to your knees;
When you realize the power of God and the death of a child.
Life. So filled with so many emotions. Anger, sadness, joy, tears, anxiety, pressure, hope, faith, trying, holding on.
Learning, grieving, getting through, getting by and living. Paying bills, taking care of the kids, watching their laughter and tears. Being with your partner and dreaming about what will be, may be, should be, could be.
Friendships and the hurts, the joys, the pains of having one, holding onto one and giving up one. The hope of new friends, the bond of old friends, the strength of true friends who are there always.
In all this array of emotions centers all of the strongest. the most important, the most neglected and yet the truest. LOVE.
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 cal 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 grand parent 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.
A friend once had this habit of saying, “They grow up to fast”. talking about our children. At the time, of course I understood what he meant but I thought, “Well, mine are 11 and 5 so I am good”. But the years flew by and sure enough, before I knew it they were growing up. Way too fast. One was 21 and the other 14. The, at 23. I lost my oldest in a car wreck and that left me one.
I was in shock at the time and I still feel her in my heart every day but I was still had the other who needed me so I had to be there for her. Then before I knew it, she was having her own baby and I had always heard you never know what it feels like to be a grandparent until you get there and then , you are in love all over again.
I felt so blessed and thanked God for this beautiful little baby but I learned also, that no matter how much you love them, your baby now has a baby and you want to be like a mother “or” father hen and tell them all about how to do it.
Sadly, the marriage fell apart but I found myself again blessed when she remarried and I was gifted with two more beautiful grandchildren. But I also, once again realized that my child was grown and no matter what, she was living her own life and there was not more running to mommy for band aids or hurts.
I got that with my youngest grand baby but that was also when schedules allowed that I saw her and the my other two babies. Life is hectic and I want to hold my daughter again sometimes just like when she was little. But children grow up and we have to let them fly.
It hurts, it can be sad, and it can be good. Many times it can be frustrating if we don’t see them doing what we had hoped for. She has done great. She is a nurse, she is happy and she seems to be progressing quite well. However, my heart still longs at time for that mother child bond you get the most when they are little.
Moral of the story is; He was right. My friend. “They grow up too fast, we have to let go and it is not an easy thing to do”. But, if I learned one thing, it is not to worry about all the tiny things they do we don’t like, don’t worry about whether they match up to other kids and just know you loved and did the best you could by them. As it say’s in the Bible, “Raise your child in the way they should go and they will return to that at some point”. Not exactly as it written but you get the point.
We live in a world of an “entitled generation”. From kids, to teens to young adults, they seem to feel they are “entitled ” to be given what they want, when they want and speak to whomever they wish in any manner, regardless of who you are. And it is our fault for allowing it. We didn’t have to “beat” these kids into submission or any of the other methods of military discipline BUT we should have shown consequences. Some of us did but we still made up for it with presents, money etc.
I am really surprised to see kids and teens who cuss their parents, demand and throw fits until they get what they want, parents who cave in just to get away from the abuse. YES it is abuse. And if we don’t start to control it soon, this is the future adults who will have no empathy, no respect and just a zone where it is all about them.
No, it is not. It is time to stop blaming your parents and everyone else for what you do wrong. Take responsibility for your actions and learn what morals, loyalty, family and self respect mean. If not, we are in trouble. Because of the kids of today will lead our Country tomorrow.