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It Doesn’t Get Any Better Than This

The love you take is equal to the love you make ~ The Beatles
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Not long after my second son, Dylan (left), was born in 1982, I was proudly walking him in the baby carriage with his two year old brother Josh (right) by my side. I remember feeling like I had struck it rich. The blessings I felt as a mother were compounded by having two sons in tow. My own mother had nine children and one of her favorite complaints, said in exasperation was, I only have two hands. I remember thinking that two was a manageable number, seeing as how I had two arms, one for each of them.
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It turns out that many of the clichés about the stages of life are actually true. When Dylan was twenty, I watched him walk to his car with a knapsack on his back on his way to live in Roanoke and was caught off guard by how hard it hit me. Then I remembered some of those clichés and thought to myself, ‘But of course. He’s my baby. The last to go. I’m normal after all.’ Now my baby is a man with a baby of his own.
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I’m beginning to understand some of the cliché sayings about grandparenting that were previously lost on me, like the part about all the fun and spoiling you can have with your grandchild without the day to day work of raising them. I’d love to raise another child and I would if I had to, but the truth is I don’t have the energy anymore to match what it takes. It feels like a gift to spend time with my grandson and then let him go into his daily life, knowing he is being well taken care of by his parents.
The best part of being a grandparent is the realization that the investment of time and energy that you made long ago as a parent has paid off and multiplied. Not only do you find a new love in your grandchild but your love for his parents grows. Love pays dividends. Everyone in the family gets a share. And the sense of fun and play that a grandchild brings out in you takes the sting out of accepting the reality that you really are old enough to be someone’s grandparent.
Video clip: Uncle Josh reunites with baby Bryce 6 months after his birth HERE. Bryce plays to the beat of his own drum HERE.

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