How many of your children or grandchildren walk home from school? How many children are obese because they don't play outdoors? How many of our children have been taught about their environment?
You loved them immensely and were only just beginning to fall into your groove as "Grandma" when you left us. Like an artist who passed away before completing a painting, your role in my life and my children's lives feels unfinished, yet revered for its ultimate intent. That ultimate intent was always the purest of intents -- love.
I am now a step-grandmother. When our daughter married a father with custody of his two children, I sought out the counsel of a very good friend (and therapist) who advised me that the two young children joining our family were now also our grandchildren.
My daughter turns 1 today which is cause for much celebration; not only is it her first birthday but it marks the fact that my husband and I have made it through the first year without divorcing. No mean feat when you consider that's 365 quarrels over who's the most tired.
I don't share my life, or my marriage, or my children, or my accomplishments, or my setbacks, or my fears, or my dreams with her.
I am a proud Baby Boomer, and believe our moniker is right on target. Our arrival caused a sonic boom in the population, our work ethic is both unsurpassed and bordering on maniacal, and we are hanging onto relevancy like a cat being pulled from a scratching post filled with catnip. We survive even when the Millennials wish we would die already so they could find a job.
We all have those "blah" mornings. Unlike some of my friends who are "night owls," I am a morning person. I usually wake up eager to look out our bedroom window, to welcome the world into my life.
When our children have children of their own, we have to remember that their lives are not ours to live. Your son has "the right" to circle the wagons around his family, but not to be rude and inconsiderate.
We all know people who are self-sacrificing for their friends and relatives. Often, these individuals sacrifice their resources at the expense of themselves -- finances, housing, emotional energy -- and then complain about it later.
Dear Readers: When my husband and my youngest grandchild, Jordana, was born this past May, her three sisters, who had saved just about everything f...
There are days that I turn on the TV and I am appalled at what is going on in our society. Every day the news shows us another story where someone did something so awful. It seems so many people have lost the values that many of us were brought up with. I have to wonder -- where is the responsibility? Where is the discipline? Where is the leadership? Where are the standards?
As parents and grandparents we know it our responsibility to teach positive family values. My daughters, I am proud to say, value family above all else. Growing up in our home, life revolved around family. Living on an island played a positive role in reinforcing our teachings because island living is all about family.
My grandma had a very large heart, and she sacrificed greatly to always make sure that her family came first and remained in a stable place.