grandparents
Becoming a grandparent makes getting older something to look forward to - all the fun of parenting, without the hassle.
Just My Luck
JUST MY LUCK Ever since Nan died my girlfriend and I visited my Granddad every Wednesday evening and took him down the local pub. This was mainly to get him out of the house and have some social contact to help keep his spirits up. He had lived in the village all his life and was quite a character, everyone would say hello when we walked into the pub. The village pub was a thatched white washed timber framed building called The Royal Oak. It had an L shaped floor plan with the toilets and pub games section in the small straight section and the bar and main seating area in the other longer straight section. The wooden furniture was stained a dark brown and there were some church pew type seats strategically placed in the nooks and crannies to make the most of the space. There were three bar stools along a short and cramped bar that had the usual set of brass taps, a couple of other pumps and one of those soft drink dispensing hose, the sort that spouted mixed syrups and carbonated water when you pressed the button, like a soda stream. On every chair was a cushion covered in red velvet material that you could write rude messages on if you used your finger to brush against the direction the fabric was going in.
By Jamie Irons5 years ago in Families
The Legend
Someone that I believe has leadership abilities and is a strong leader is my grandfather, retire Florida Highway Patrolman Walter Kenneth Harsey. He served our great state for 33 years, until he was forced to retired due to his age. To this day he is one of the most respected Highway Patrolmen. He is most commonly known as "The Legend" within the Highway Patrol community, but to me he's "Nandaddy."
By Jordan Harsey5 years ago in Families
The Last Hunting Trip I Took with my Grandpa.
Without sounding too cliché, I think that life is simply a compilation of experiences and, in turn, the quality of one’s life is determined by their interpretation of those experiences. So much of our daily lives can be affected by our perspective on the things we encounter and the problems we face. How we chose to deal with certain situations is what molds us into the characters we are.
By Sam Lavigne5 years ago in Families
The sins of the grandfathers
When I stopped being able to relax, I didn't even notice it happening. Between one childhood summer and the next, I went from walking to places just to be there and watching fish swim in shallow water to having a Purpose. I still knew where to go to hear baby frogs sing and why home-made ice cream tasted better than store-bought, but it stopped being important. Or so I thought.
By Anne C Zieger5 years ago in Families
Everyone's Grandma
This year's trials and tribulations with the pandemic raging the nation and the rest of the world makes you realize how fortunate you are to have the people in your life. The New Year is nearly upon us and when you reflect on all the changes that we have all had to endure it makes you grateful for the previous times you were able to spend with an elderly parent or relative. Our elders have had life experiences that could teach us so much about the world around us if we just took the time to listen. The world was a different place for many of them and the lessons you could take away from their experiences are endless.
By Denise Murphy5 years ago in Families
WHO WANTS ICE CREAM?!
So here it is! My bowl of vanilla ice cream with sprinkles. No, it’s not my favorite but there is a special story behind it. It’s a humid summer in Long Island. The sky has never been so blue. It’s as if the sea air has washed all the pollution away. So many trees and an endless ocean. A hidden paradise or so I thought. I was with family far away from home. The place seemed magical. Perhaps it was the usual innocence of a child simply being somewhere new or perhaps it was my imagination trying desperately to escape a reality I didn’t quite understand.
By Valencia A. Thomas5 years ago in Families
Something’s going on with Grandmother
On December 10, 2020 I lost my grandmother. Her 3 and half year battle with mixed dementia had come to an end. I remember like it was yesterday being in the car with my grandmother while she was driving back from the store. We came to a red light and she stopped so far back from the crosswalk I was puzzled. I looked at her and said, “grandmother you can pull up some, you are way far back from the line”. She looked at me like I was speaking in a different language. I tried to encourage her to move up again, but the light had changed so she went on to continue driving home. I made a mental note to pay more attention to my grandmother and her movements, just to confirm or deny my suspicions. I believe my grandmother knew I was watching her because after a while she started wanting to go to the store by herself. I did not think it was a good idea, however I was outnumbered by the rest of my family. Even though they did not think it was as serious as I did. I remained vigilant and kept watching and kept riding with her when she left.
By Eshe Michelle5 years ago in Families
