Dara’s dad came back from the beach this weekend with a special gift for the kids. He went down to the beach and picked them up a handful of beautiful sea shells. There’s nothing like seeing our kids get excited! They were so happy to receive this thoughtful gift.
That got me thinking. We used to get sea shells. When I went off to college, my mom used to call me everyday just to see what was going on in my world. She wanted every detail. Now I am in North Carolina and she is in Florida. Oh, she still calls every day, but mostly to say “can I talk to the kids”?
It’s amazing what happens when a human being becomes a grandparent. I’m sure I’ll understand one day. It’s like the children become the main character in an amazing disappearing act. We used to be the ones to get sea shells and phone calls. Now we just sit and watch as our little ones take center stage in all of our lives.
Dara and I really like sea shells and phone calls, too…
As a grandparent I have also noticed this phenomenon and I wonder sometimes if my own children feel slighted. It’s amazing to me that I can feel so much overwhelming love for a child that isn’t my own! But I’m sure your mom, just like myself, looks at your children and thinks to herself, “Wow!! Look at these precious, beautiful creations of God that came from my son! He did good!” :))
I don’t think we feel slighted 🙂 It’s just a funny observation of how things change once the grandkids show up on the scene. We are SO blessed to have these little ones…it should ALWAYS be about them 🙂