Monday, April 30, 2012

Buried Treasure

It had been about six weeks since we had seen one another. If you have followed my blog, then you know that my daughter has been keeping my granddaughters from me because of the differences between the two of us. Two sweet girls caught in the middle of a family problem at ages ten and thirteen, lacking the skills to deal with the things they have been told.

I am caught between a daughter who uses her children in this struggle to come to terms with her problems and in protecting my granddaughters. I choose to walk away from a bad situation to keep my sanity and to take my granddaughters away from constant confrontation.

Last Thursday I picked Gabby up from school. Upon seeing me, she threw her arms around me and would not let go. She held my hand and hugged me over and over again. We stepped back into the familiar conversation and interaction. Sydney was more reserved. She is always more reserved. She put her arms around me and gave me a kiss. Conversations started with the usual banter and filling each other in on the happenings in our lives. We couldn't wait to 'catch up'.

We came back to the place I am living now. The fun started. Homework was done and a game of pinball was followed by a hilarious game of flipping monkeys onto a tree. We sat on my bed and ate crackers. The girls were all giggles adding crumbs to my bed. It felt as if we had never been separated. They ignored that Mom was giving them boundaries and I stayed away from the subject. Neither wanted to leave when the time came to go home.

On Saturday night I was 'allowed' to take my granddaughters to see their Uncle in The Andrews Brothers. What a wonderful night! The girls laughed, we held hands, Gabby cuddled into my arms and watched her uncle sing and dance. After we went backstage with Uncle. Gabby did a little dance on the stage and was delighted. The girls held on to their uncle as if he was going to disappear before their eyes. It was a night of healing.

I get the girls again on Thursday. I am hoping that my family will heal. As for me, I found buried treasure. I found my girls still the same beneath the things that my daughter had done. I found that they were playing the game the same as I so we can be together again. They know that love never dies or changes. Despite it all, they remain strong girls holding true to what they know and believe. I am a very happy Grammy.

So for those of you who have family problems, those of you struggling to have time with your nieces and nephews, your children, your grandchildren, there is buried treasure. Be patient and pray. There is treasure. Perhaps it will find you.

1 comment:

  1. You are wise to give this situation time to resolve itself, which I am certain it will do. So glad you got to see the girls!