Monday, 13 November 2017

Monday and Me - A quiet weekend

We did absolutely nothing except the shopping this weekend. No gallivanting, no little rides out in the country and lunch at somewhere nice. We stayed home. Mr M played on his Puter and I watched Christmas24 and knitted my blanket. Cousin Russell is now able to talk to his wife face to face because of the joys of messenger and that's made him a lot happier. He continues to look for jobs and I continue to feed him to build him up - I have my orders from Cristina to feed him and get him back to strength.

I didn't even have to cook on Saturday because Mr M decided he wanted chinese. Night off! The weather turning chilly has encouraged us all to stay in and keep warm, something I will continue to do until the spring arrives. I don't do cold.

My eldest grandson and my great grandson share a birthday with a mere 23 years between them. It was good to see that they were so obviously enjoying their special day. I also feel really blessed to be able to see these youngsters growing up. Someone asked me if it was awful feeling old because I have great grandchildren. I thought about it and realised that they have never made me feel old. I feel incredibly fortunate to be able to watch their lives unfold and to see in the third generation after me the wonder and joy of the world in their faces when they learn something new.

I always hoped that I would get the chance to watch that process with my own children and it was glorious and then came the grandchildren and while I tried my best not to interfere - and I still do try to shut my mouth and not pour unwanted advice onto my children and their partners - I am able to see again that dawning wonder as the world reveals itself to them.

The great grandchildren are a bonus. I never knew mine because they had all died by the time I was born. It was not quite the same for my children as my maternal grandfather was still with us when they were born. They were all very young when he died and they have only the vaguest memories of Pop. They see him in the scrapbooks and I am writing all the stories and doing the family history so they will have something to pass on to their grandchildren.

I am extremely lucky to have all these youngsters around me. They don't make me feel old. They make me feel honoured to know them and the fact that they still talk to me says I am doing something right

Today's introspection has been brought to you by birthdays and grandchildren - you're welcome

2 comments:

Ruth said...

It must be wonderful to have great grandchildren! As an older-age parent, it's hard to see if I'll live long enough to be a grandparent! (TBC's autism notwithstanding)

La escuela en forma said...

Thank you very much for your insights, as well as supporting Russell. For sure, you're doing a great job!!!