grandparents

Becoming a grandparent makes getting older something to look forward to - all the fun of parenting, without the hassle.

The Quilted Gift
The sun broke over the horizon as I made the final turn on Edisto Drive, to my childhood home, where my widowed father waited. The past two years had been a dramatic shift for us all since my mom passed way. My Dad, a retired eighty-eight year old fighter pilot, remained confused. Statistics proved he should have gone first.
By J. S. Wade5 years ago in Families
The Blood of the Rainbow
My grandmother’s name hong is the Chinese word for rainbow, which sounds the same as the Chinese word for red, hong. As her blindness came on, I threaded her needles. I read for her the expressions of foreign faces. I held her hand as she stepped off the escalator.
By Debora Kuan5 years ago in Families
Wild Mama
In a circle of sisters, I wrapped a thin red thread around my left wrist thrice. One for my Grandmother, one for my Mother, and one for me. The circle would be completed months later when I birthed my second daughter in an ancient and unconventional way.
By Lisa Love5 years ago in Families
For the ways, you've taught me to be free.
“Above you are the stars, and below you is the earth. Like the stars, your love should be a constant source of light and like the earth, a firm foundation from which to grow.”
By Austin Truong5 years ago in Families
Knit One. Purl Two.
Knitting holds a sweet nostalgia for me. Memories bubble up of my Italian grandmother teaching me on her plaid sofa as a little girl, her accent catching on words as she slowly explained "knit one, purl two" followed by "Yes. Yes. Not so tight. Good.", as I struggled with awkward finger placements.
By Christina Hunter5 years ago in Families
GRANDPA FOREVER
Grandpa. The goofy old guy who has been with you since you were born. Maybe he lives close or maybe he lives far. Maybe he's quiet and reserved or maybe he's a complete goofball. Maybe you see him all the time or maybe he's up there watching over you. No matter the circumstance, it is important to realize that he's probably one of the best people in your life.
By Dandelionclub5 years ago in Families
GRAMMA FOREVER
No other woman in your life will quite compare to your grandma. She’s the ultimate friend, and she always has the best advice to offer you. No girlfriend, best friend, aunt, niece or cousin will ever outdo your grandma.
By Dandelionclub5 years ago in Families
GRAMMY FOREVER
Grandmothers have always held a special place in our lives, perhaps yours helped looked after you when you were young, or perhaps she imparted words of wisdom or tales of generations and cultures past.
By Dandelionclub5 years ago in Families
Synchronicity
“I do believe in an everyday sort of magic – the inexplicable connectedness we sometimes experience with places, people, works of art and the like… the eerie appropriateness of moments of synchronicity. The whispered voice, the hidden presence, when we think we’re alone.”
By Cait Finley5 years ago in Families
Judy Girl
My dad came from a large family (six sisters and two brothers) in Port Arthur, Texas. I ended up growing up with 23 first cousins which seemed so very normal to me, but I have discovered as an adult that most people do not HAVE that many first cousins. My oldest cousin on my dad’s side was born in 1940 and the youngest was born in 1970, so as you can imagine, a lot of second cousins were added in the mix also. We were an army.
By Julie O'Hara - Author, Poet and Spiritual Warrior5 years ago in Families
Grandma, You Can't Say That
Did you hear what grandma just said? Right out of the mouths of children, one generation to another. Living in our family home growing up, this grandma was raised to respect others. To not swear, to be kind to others and most importantly always respect your elders.
By Cathy Deslippe5 years ago in Families
The Light In The Dark Places
Growing up in a broken home with a single mother and guys constantly coming in and out of my life was difficult. I often felt neglected and unworthy of love. The only constant in my life was my grandmother. She was supportive and so strong. She had to listen to stories of emotional and psychological abuse and bear it, unable to do anything since that type of abuse isn't easily seen, much less proven. She’d take us away as often as she could, sacrificing a social life to make sure she was available to us at all times.
By Anna Miller5 years ago in Families