I LIKE THAT my son invites me, once and while, to be with him and his son on
their special days together. For now, every two weeks, my grandson visits his
Dad and they do regular things together. For example, if my son’s car needs
fixing, together they lean over the engine and explore the possibilities. If
groceries need to be purchased they do that task in cooperation also. My son
cherishes his time with his son and instead of having their short visits seem
like a circus event with extravagant gifts and elaborate entertainment, my son
keeps their time together memorable and simple.
Simplicity is what makes me happy too. When my son calls and
asks if I would like to join them on a walk it is a happy day for me. Walking
to the swing set and watching my son push his 6-year-old boy into the sky
brings a sensation of heightened spirit to my heart. We three walk and talk
about everything from the value of a penny to how an electrical transformer
works. My grandson is clever and inquisitive and his father is patient and
accommodating.
I’ve learnt over the years to accept one day at a time.
Today, I sat with my grandson playing a card game, while my son prepared his
backpack with pajamas, folded socks, T-shirts, toothbrush and
toothpaste, his favourite toy and much loved blanket. I waved goodbye to them
both as they drove away and toward their rendezvous point to meet up with my
grandson’s mother. I’d had a very happy day.
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