This might sound a tad ‘bossy’, and because I did not fall far from my mother’s ‘bossy tree’, I do try to be careful. (Yes, it is true. My mother had nicknames such as, “that bossy blonde” and “Bossy Aunt Betty”, just to name a few). I am going on record here as not being bossy, or preachy or pushy. I am being encouraging.
Grand-parenting is fairly magical. I love THE Grandchildren with a passion. They fill my heart with joy, which is not really a surprise. Here comes the really cool part…I feel the same way with Mr. T and Z.
When I see those little people, my Grand-parenting kicks in. I do things like spend my dinner money buying them treats at the fair, even though it might be right before their dinner time.
Things come out of my mouth without planning, that are pure Grand-parenting. I saw Z the next day at the fair with her friend. She called to me and I hugged her and said, “Do you have enough spending money?” Those words do not usually come out of my mouth. Because I was able to offer, my heart was filled with joy.
This post is to encourage some (not all) of you (and you know who you are) to go find some Grandchildren. Since I have never seen a Grandkids R’ Us, you may have to work at it, but trust me, it is easier than you’d think. Go to a nearby elementary school and ask, if there is a teacher there who would like an adult to sit and read with students. Be willing to go every week, maybe for an hour…then just show up and wait for the magic to happen.
Trust me, you will be blessed.
Not only are you blessed, you are a huge blessing to others!