I have three sets of grandparents. This
being that my father’s mom and dad got divorced at a young age and eventually
remarried. I never second thought it while young, I actually believed that
everybody had three sets of grandparents and was a little shocked to find out otherwise.
This being many years ago, I am grown now. Since then, I have realized that as
you age and with all that comes with life, you become closer to some
grandparents over others.
I have always been closer to some
grandparents over other ones. I was and am still definitely closest to my mother’s
parents. I say was because my “papa” died during my freshman year. I still see
my “nana” the most out of all my grandparents, and even though Bryan (my brother)
was closer to my papa I still feel as if I was close to him as well.
Then there is my pair of grandparents
on my dad’s side. One of which lives in Holbrook and the other of which lives
in Ohio. Although the long range in distances apart I feel closer to my
grandparents in Ohio than I do to the ones here in Holbrook. This may not be
true for my brother, who shares a common love for cars as my grandpa here in
Holbrook.
I just find it amazing how you can
be close to some grandparents and not close to others. They are all blood to me
and yet some of them such as my “Pops”(the one that lives in Holbrook) will
speak to me twice a year, maybe three or four depending on the year.
This past Friday, Good Friday, my friend
Danny lost his grandma. Her name was Donna Odell but we knew her as Granny.
Granny was a great woman and always kind to all of us as Danny’s friends. I bring
this up because I feel as if I was closer to Granny than I am to my own grandpa
that lives here in Holbrook.
With saying this it does not mean I
feel any type of anger or emotion towards my grandpa, I just wish that over
these years we could have been closer than we have. I do still Love him. As I am
growing, so are they, and it makes me sad to ask my Mom how old they are
becoming and getting answers such as 72 or almost 80. 80 years old is up there,
even 72 are up there. I have realized that I need to be thankful to have had
three sets of grandparents because if you don’t realize it now, you never know
when it may be too late.
I wish that over the years I could
have spent more time with my grandparents, I always seemed to be busy with
sports or school or something going on at that time. You need to appreciate the
family that you have not only grandparents, but parents, siblings, cousins,
even friends. Like the common known saying you do not know what you have until
it is gone, which sadly even applies to family members.
Somehow I think every week I have commented on one of your posts. I’m not exactly sure though haha.
ReplyDeleteAnyway, I feel the same you. My grandma turned 90 years old this December. I mean, 90 is not young. I notice I feel guilty if I don't spend much time with her during the week. I'm busy most of the time with school, family and friends, and other things that consume my time. When she is at my house and I don't visit with her during the time she is here I feel a sense of guilt. Or if I go out with my friends instead of going to see her it makes me feel bad too. I always have the thought in the back of my head, if something happened to her, I would feel horrible knowing I didn't go check on her the day before or go eat lunch with her. It may be a little ridiculous that I feel I have to spend a lot of time with her, but my grandma gets very lonely. It is just her at her house so I can see where she is coming from. She tends to get herself down quite often, and if she has someone to talk to, it helps her feel better. I try to make time for her every day. I’m super close with my grandma, and I think it makes her feel good because being 90, most of her friends are no longer here.
I enjoyed reading your post because I can relate with my own grandma. I also liked this because I can remember how close Bryan was with Dean growing up. Great post, Brandon.
I realized the same thing a few years ago. I started fearing that I would never gain a close relationship. However, as I have matured and gained social skills, I decided to take the step and try to improve my relationship with my grandparents. I started being myself around them and asking them questions about their past and what they like to do. I also asked for advice. In essence, I got to know my grandparents better. It was a good choice, they aren't as boring as I thought they were! I hope I remember you're lesson for my future families.
ReplyDeleteI believe that everyone in a sense can relate to your blog. I think we all have those grandparents who we are close to and the ones who we are not. Growing up I only had three grandparents, not three sets like you. My mom's dad died when she was eighteen so therefore I never got to know him. I was really close to my mom's mom who helped raise me, but she passed away when I was in seventh grade, so now all I have left are my dad's parents. I love the grandparents that I still have, however, I wish I was given more time with the other two. Be thankful you have so many grandparents to look over you!
ReplyDeleteGreat blog! I was very lucky to read this this week. My mom’s parents live in Florida and we see them maybe once or twice every two years. They came over to Holbrook these last few days to watch Mary Poppins and the whole time I was busy with shows or preparing for shows. I hardly ever saw them, but when I was with them, I was not too focused on them. I wish I could be a lot closer to them because I know how much they care and love me and my family. Thank you for helping me realize that I need to make more of an effort before it’s too late. Good job!:)
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