by Jennifer Dyer
As I mentioned on Wednesday in my post “Moms giving up the world for their family,” I have been going through a study entitled the Life Ready Woman by Shaunti Feldhahn. Among other things, we have studied the many seasons in a woman’s life.
Another season I want to address is grandparent-hood. How many of us learned something significant from spending time with grandmothers and grandfathers? For me, I learned, among other things, the art of pie making from my grandmother. Every Thanksgiving I would get to prepare all the pies with Grandma. Those times are among my favorite memories.
After pie-making, we would always take a walk. Grandma believed in staying physically fit. She also tried to teach me to crochet–I never could get passed a single string–and passed on to us a faith in the Lord that was unwavering. Even though we only saw her and Grandpa a few times a year, she poured into our lives when able.
My other grandmother, Grandmaw, wrote us letters every month. She wrote us songs and plays. The few times we saw her, she taught us to make some of the best biscuits known to man. She lived on the other side of the country, but she still worked to impact our lives and to pass on her unwavering faith in the Lord. Even though it was perhaps indirectly, I believe I my love of writing comes from her. When Grandma was dying, Grandmaw would spend hours next to her bed reading her scriptures and singing her songs.
As for my children, they have two wonderful grandmothers. Both pour into the lives of all their grandchildren. In fact, eldest is in a summer camp this week and remarked that she was sad she wasn’t getting her game time with Grandmaw and Grandpaw.
They, along with Mimi and Granddaddy, have maximized this season of their lives to breathe life and love into the lives of others. Though health issues impede Mimi and Granddaddy somewhat, they still work hard to have an impact on all their grandchildren, including impromptu fly-fishing lessons, playing games, finding ways to connect to Rachel (my daughter with autism), and always making sure the chicken nuggets are hot.
In addition to their own grandchildren, Grandmaw and Grandpaw have been able to use their retirement to spend hours at the local public school reading with and tutoring children. They are not only pouring into the lives of their own family, but into other children as well. They are living this season of their lives to give to others.
In addition to my own parents, I have many friends whose parents spend copious amounts of time with their grandchildren. Some of my friends who have demanding jobs are blessed to have parents that fill in the gap with the children.
How about you? What sort of grandparent stories do you have?
For other ideas, check out these articles about the empty nest. Also check out Barbara and Susan’s Guide to the Empty Nest by Barbara Rainey and Susan Yates. You can find more information about Barbara and Susan here.