It's Your Time To Sparkle

Being a remote grandma has it’s challenges. When the grandchildren were little, they were always ready to jump on the phone and talk. They tell you everything that is going on in their world. As they get older, they censor the items they tell you, and find other activities to focus on.

Like everyone else, my grand kids seem to have grown up over night. Since they live in separate states, seeing them is not a daily activity. This definitely allows Dean and I to see their developments so much easier.

I think back to last summer when I had the opportunity to visit my son and his son. Not only am I proud of the man my son has become, my grandson is no longer the curly headed toddler he once was. He can now develop all sorts of computer programs that I don’t even understand. Unfortunately, my son’s other two children were not in town when I visited, and I only get to see their progress on facebook. Although I pride myself on staying in touch with what is going on in the world, I definitely see the generation gap when viewing their posts. They are growing into  young adults and time just seems to move forward so fast. Before I know it, they will be going to college and starting their own families.

When thinking back to the last Christmas Season, I think of Christmas dinner with my daughter, son-in-law and their 4 children. Some of the discussions at the table were about their classes at school and what they were learning. Needless to say, I don’t think I would make very good grades if I were in school today. They used words I had to look up on my smart phone after leaving.  Even the youngest surprised me with words I did not recognize.

I recently attended a celebration of life service for one of my mom’s cousins. A discussion of how she knew all of her grandchildren’  friends’ names and what they each were doing in sports and other activities. That was very impressive, since they lived in different states as well.

It appears my grand children’s lives have grown beyond the small world of parents and grandparents. When I get that occasional tight hug, or  a compliment from one of them, I know they are sincere and mean so much. Of course I really love it when my daughter’s kids tell her I am a cool grandma. That takes a few of the years off my age, at least in my mind.