Grandparents and Love.
Most grandparents love their grandchildren, end of. I know I love mine, they are the most amazing gift the Universe can give. I’m pretty new at being a grandparent, I have 2 grandchildren, a boy and a girl, they are, of course the most beautiful of grandchildren. We see one another, however, I do as often as we can. They live in another part of the country so it gets costly to go too often.
I have loved watching them grow at every stage, watched their personalities develop. They are, of course, the sweetest, smartest little people I know. It would be such a joy to see them more often, however, it is not a possibility at this time. However, when we do get together it is always a joyful occasion.
The Role of a Grandparent.
What I Think Doesn’t Matter.
What I think doesn’t matter, no, it doesn’t matter what I think, even if I do not agree with the parenting approach my child takes. Even if I think my grandchildren are being spoiled. If I feel that I have the right to fix an issue, it is not so, I do not have that right. These children are not my children, I had that responsibility raising my own. Now it is my child’s’ turn to do his/her job. Minding my own business is my job now, besides my son may do a better job than I ever could. So, I bite my tongue and keep out of it, unless I am asked for my opinion. Perhaps if I continue to support and praise my child’s parenting, he may ask for my opinion somewhere down the road.
