I wasn’t sure yet, at 7:00 pm, what I was going to write about this evening, when I received an excellent suggestion. Greg and I were taking three of our grandchildren back to their house, after my sister and I had spent a fun afternoon with four of the grands. All of my grandkids are very aware that I write a couple of blogs. They show interest in what I do and ask questions.
As we neared their home, the kids asked me how many Instagram followers I had and what I would be writing about tonight. I’m not sure yet, was my honest reply.
“I know what you can write about,” Oliver offered, “spending the day with your grandchildren.” I smiled. I liked his idea.
Linda and I made plans a week ago, to get two of her granddaughters and three of my grandkids together today, selecting Soar Trampoline Park as our meeting place. We had to work to make that actually happen today. Linda had a couple of conflicts that came up last minute, with home appliances and scheduled repairmen, and a granddaughter who ended up unable to join us. And on the way to pick up my three grandkids, a back tire on my car went flat!
There is a truth about grandmothers…they are not easily deterred!
Linda’s afternoon worked itself out in a timely manner. And I was fortunate that Greg decided to go with me to pick up our group. He rarely gets to accompany me. On this afternoon, I didn’t know it, but I would need his help. Greg put the spare tire on, dropped me off at the trampoline park, and sacrificed his afternoon, getting new tires on the car. Megan took time out of her busy day to drive the kids to Soar.
All worked out. Linda and I watched the kids bounce, tumble and play, while chatting and catching up.
Soar Trampoline Park is the perfect place for kids to hang out, connect, play and burn up some energy. The staff is wonderful and watchful, quick to respond to an adult’s questions or intercept an unruly child and re-establish order. Our grandkids had a fun afternoon.
Greg rejoined us just as our allotted jumping time was up. We all enjoyed dinner together, before Linda took London to her dad and we drove our three home.
I accepted Oliver’s suggestion to write about our fun afternoon together. I love and appreciate these kids. They teach me much, by sharing their unique perspectives of the world. Their hearts are open. Their minds are curious about the world and the way things work. We had lively conversations over dinner and I enjoyed their abilities to communicate well.
I saw a great quote recently, that came to mind once I accepted the invitation to write this story.
Grandchildren are the dots that connect the lines from generation to generation. Lois Wyse
I get a powerful mental image when I read that quote. I see my grandchildren, all five of them, and my sisters’ grandchildren, six of them, as our futures. Our lives are connected, through unbreakable, unshakable cords of love…from my generation, and even our parents and grandparents before us…to our children…and now their children.
This generation that is beginning to reach their young adult years is strong, and culturally diverse, and open to change. Over dinner our four grandchildren that were present spoke of making differences in the world through health care, teaching children, technology and animal care. They are so confident in their abilities to help others…so sincere in their desires to impact others.
I’m thrilled to be a Yaya. I’m honored to journey alongside each of my grandchildren and the other grands in my family.