Revisiting Our Life Experiences
When a good friend of mine, who is a great grandmother, heard about the newest member of the family, namely our grandson, she said, “Your life is changed forever.”
A few days later, the full impact of those words has begun to hit me. I have been in the mood to seek out old story books I had as a kid, look for the words of Sesame Street songs, and I even have the urge to color! I want to go purchase a book of nursery rhymes. Of all things!
Maybe this is a new phase of my life: a so-called “second childhood.” If any of you have experienced this same type of thing, please let me know. I’ve already heard from a number of grandmas and great-grandmamas. Apparently, our common denominator is that we dote on our grandchildren. None in the world are as cute, or as smart, or as wonderful. How could they be? They are “ours.”
So, if you see a fat lady walking down the street, singing or humming, “Someday we’ll find it, the rainbow connection, for lovers and dreamers and me,” just smile, knowingly. She is probably a grandma. They are all about, you know, though few wear a sweatshirt that declares the fact.
Yes, our lives are altered. I suppose we have entered another phase that is, or soon will be, a dimension of a lot of “baby boomers,” like ourselves. As long as I get a senior citizen discount at Dunkin’ Donuts, I have NO complaints. Here’s to the gray brigade!
I am admittedly, and officially, an “oldster.” What fun!
Patricia
