Six hours into the 500-mile trek home from Chippewa Falls where we had expressed our condolences and support to relatives mourning the loss of their beloved grandfather, my cell phone rang.
“It’s a boy!” exclaimed our daughter. She was also on her way home—but from an ultrasound exam of the newest member of our family, one with an expected birth date in late July.
We’ve been learning how to be grandparents for 2 ½ years now. For me, it’s a new kind of love with a different sense of responsibility. Not deeper, not better, but perhaps a more full-fledged one that seems to come from being older (for sure) and wiser (potentially, anyway).
Our first grandson will change our world in wonderful ways, just like his sister does. I’m eagerly anticipating the smell of his skin and the sight of his tiny fingers and toes.
But I need your help:
If you are a grandparent, I’d love to hear about the hopes and dreams you have for your grandchildren and the fun times you have together.
And if you’ve had a special grandparent or older adult in your life, tell me about it! What did you learn from him or her?