I’m taking my seven-year-old grandson to basketball practice tonight. It will be freezing cold outside. The practices are routine and kind of boring to watch. I’ll miss a good football game on TV. And truth be told, I don’t even think my grandson really wants to go. He’s into playing the games, not so much going to practice. So I don’t think either one of us is particularly looking forward to it.
It is, however, a chance to spend some time with him. I don’t take that for granted. Before you know it, he will be more into his friends and teenager stuff, and he won’t need grandpa to take him anywhere. He won’t miss our little journeys together. But I will.
Treasure whatever time you get with those you love. You only get so much of it.
Ken, you have nailed it. I am going through the “separation phase” with my three teenaged grandkids. The 11-year old still loves me and needs me. hahaha. But I have realized the base of all the experiences we had with them as small kids has created a long term thing that them and me will never lose. They do still hug me and smile when I come around! And cash helps!
Haha! Yes Bill, cash is always good. When in doubt, buy their love. 🙂
You are so right, Ken! I love your posts!!!!
Thank you so much Karen.