Grandchildren and Free Spirits

Written by on June 26, 2007 in The Healing Journey with 0 Comments

Today is my grandson’s birthday party. I promise to take pictures and post one here. He turned two just last week and my daughter and son-in-law are holding a party for him today, when most of the family members and friends can attend.

It’s funny. Sometimes, I hear people act chagrined that their child has made them a grandparent, but I love it. And I love telling people about how perfect my grandson is. It comes with the territory.

But so does joy and pride. Not in my grandson, which I do have, but in me! Congratulations, I’m a grandmother! And I want to shout it to the whole world! Today is another occasion for me to be reminded of how blessed I am.

I know it’s not that people aren’t delighted in their grandchildren as much as admitting that they’re old enough to have grandchildren. It can be a disconcerting reality to wake up to, to realize that you’re not as young as you used to be. What makes growing older even harder are the stereotypes we have in our minds about “little blue haired ladies”.

Well, not everyone looks like that, but even if so, what’s wrong with that? What a twisted world we live in to feel we have to apologize for who we are…for our genes and the coding in our DNA and the ticking of our biological time clock.

You think if we want to apologize about something, we’d apologize for the state of the world or our rampant consumption of the planet’s resources. If we spent as much time assessing the state of our character as we do the lines of our face, just think of how much nicer a world this would be…

Well, anyway, this Nana is going to have a blast at my grandson’s party. His parents are renting another “bouncing” house…the name escapes me, but you know, one of those inflatable enclosures with a very bouncy floor.

If you stop by, that’s where you’ll find me…not being a kid again or acting like a kid again, but being me and acting as my free spirit directs me – not some calendar.

Because being old or older doesn’t mean stop having fun or being adventurous, and it doesn’t mean that after a lifetime of discovering and defining who I am, I suddenly let someone else do that for me!

Join Me on this Journey!

About the Author

About the Author: Demian Yumei, author, singer/songwriter and artist activist, uses spoken, written word and original songs in her human rights activism. She's a long time traveler on the healing journey and has a lifelong love affair with the creative process. .

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