Monday, November 21, 2011


Blogs, blogs, blogs. Grandparent blog numbers are climbing. Grandparents are talking. The conversations bring together ideas. The contact brings comfort. The words sometimes echo what we cannot express. Blogs, blogs, blogs.

This morning I was thinking about the word grandparent. Sure it means that we have grandchildren, but there is much more, isn't there? The word means that our children are older, adults who no longer need much from us. The word means that we are either turning into seniors or are seniors. Grandparent means that we are what we remember of our grandparents. The word means that we are experiencing a part of our lives that we thought was in the far distance only now to discover that we are there. Grandparent.

What more can we say about grandparenting? We all share the ins and outs of children and their children. So what more is there to say?

There is much to say. We are very aware of our age, our place in time by looking at our families. Those we have raised and those we are helping to raise. I know I am not alone in saying that this is sometimes a scary place to be. Instead of that youthful thinking that life goes on forever, we find that in reality forever went pretty fast. We try not to complain about the aching bones. We try not to voice the sometimes confusion we have in understanding where we belong at this time of our lives. We try not to look beyond the now. We are lonely if we have no mate. We want someone to talk over the concerns we have. We want someone to just hold us. There is much to say that often we are afraid to say. We are afraid that no one else feels the same. That no one else is ever a bit afraid.

I'm working my way through this thing of aging and grandparenting. Perhaps my grandchilden are my regular dose of positive, along with hope. I find that it doesn't pay to worry about tomorrow. I need to be thankful for today. I owe it to myself and my family to take care of myself mentally and physically.

Blogs are important. They give us a place to share, to learn, to find a voice. We are at a wonderful place in our lives, Grandparents. We are important to our families. We have wisdom that only comes with age. We are the history of the past. We are the loving arms that give freely the love we have for our families. We are a valuable piece of the lives of those who love us in return.

A voice does not need to come in the form of a blog. It can come in the stories we tell our grandchildren. In the notes we write to our children and grandchildren. In the diaries and journals we keep.

The voice of a is yours. It is as important as you are.

1 comment:

  1. You are right that the number of grandparent blogs is growing. When I first started my Grandparents website, I had trouble finding a dozen. Now, around three years later, I could probably locate hundreds. Lots of grandparents, however, start one and then drop it, either because their circumstances change or because they don't like it as much as they thought they would. Kudos to those who have kept it up, like you!