Grandparents are possibly the most important people within the family, they’ve been around enough to know better and they’ve been around enough to know not to tell you so! They are like a comfort cushion or blanket, something we always go back to for more. We know the arms open wide, the kisses are sincere and the hearts are there for us no matter what. Who hasn’t been slipped a sneaky coin in the palm of their hand, looked up to see nanna or grandad wink and put their fingers to their lips signing a secret between you both?
We also know that all grandparents’ time is limited and this is why we should make more of an effort in our daily lives to fit more grandparent time in. I speak for myself when I say frequently a week goes by and I haven’t been round to see my nan, not because I don’t want to, I love going there, she always has freshly made cakes and an interesting conversation whilst the girls slowly wreck her house around us. But because the week slipped me by, shopping, ironing, gardening, twin club, blogging and heaven knows what else, I get to Friday and wonder what on earth I’ve done with all that time?
I don’t know about you but I love listening to their stories, their time as youngsters was very different to ours, the hardships were greater, the rules sterner and life was harsher. They’ve lived through two wars and can remember them very vividly. The heartbreak of losing friends, colleagues and family to gun powder will never leave their bones and is a subject they never tire of talking about.
Recently I have spoken to a girlfriend who sadly lost her grandad to an aggressive cancer not long ago, a man whose mother no longer remembers her past, her friends, her possessions but is thankful she still recognises him but for how much longer? A very dear friend of mine has her almost 90 year old grandmother in hospital, her legs swelling beyond belief and the doctors who still don’t quite know what the problem is and her grandmother gaily pointing out the ‘old dears’ on the other side of the ward. And a family member who lost her mother after a 10 year battle against cancer leaving three grandchildren behind and a heartbreak that only time and love will heal.
These ‘oldies’ bring an anchor to our lives, they are the family encyclopedia, they can reel off every medicine in the pharmacy and know what it’s for and how many times a day it should be taken. They can complete the Daily Telegraph crossword, which is genius in itself, and they know how to hug a child, dry up tears with a biscuit and when everything in life turns upside down, they are there to help pick up the pieces and put it all back in the right place again. For this reason I present you my own special oldies…
My grandmother who was 90 last year. Her name is Nona, an unusual name she is completely independent and loves walking, reading, art and crosswords. She can make a cake to melt any dieting willpower you may have, knit, sew, and spends her time doing puzzles much to the annoyance of Grandad Roy, Paul’s father who lost his dear wife to breast cancer in 2007 but has found a new friend in Nona. Roy will be 80 in September, he is also completely independent, irons his shirts on Saturday morning, adores an all day breakfast, flies his model aeroplanes that he makes himself and can brew a cuppa like no other person I know.
They keep each other company but are both deaf…in both ears! Their motto is Life is too Short and they are living every minute they can to the full. If it were in my power I would have them around for the rest of my days but sadly that won’t be the case so I must make sure to ‘fit them in’ as frequently as I possibly can because when they’re gone, they’re gone and there will be no coming back.
I know they both read my blog as they both have laptops and are computer savvy so I shall take this opportunity to thank them both for everything they do for us and remind them that I love them both dearly – fancy coming to lunch on Sunday? If it’s raining that is because if it’s sunny we’ll be going to the beach!
I’m linking up with Tara at Sticky Fingers who’s prompt is grandparents this week, head over and check out all the other remarkable golden oldies each with thier own special story to tell