Grandparenting

After 50 Paradox: I Miss The Kids. I’m So Happy They Are All Grown Up.

After 50 Paradox: I Miss The Kids. I’m So Happy They Are All Grown Up.

  We had lunch with a 4-year-old and her mother the other day. I was reminded, yet again, that I live in an After 50 paradox. I still miss the kids in very small but important ways almost every day. Yet, I am so glad they are grown up and living their own lives. This particular 4-year-old is very bright,…

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If You Are Going To Ask My Granddaughter A Question, Please Make It A Smart One

If You Are Going To Ask My Granddaughter A Question, Please Make It A Smart One

  There was a time, actually not so long ago, when we made choices and they stayed made.  We chose among a menu of options and decided on  just one.  We chose an employer, spouse, educational path, profession, home and community. We decided what our primary assumptions, preferences and loyalties were.   Once our choices were made it took a…

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In Praise of Traveling with Granddaughters

In Praise of Traveling with Granddaughters

SFO Airport/San Francisco. 3:00 am PDT. Three of my granddaughters (ages 7, 11, 14) and I are flying to the East Coast.  Their 17-year-old sister is already at our house.  Accustomed to flying together, the girls and I are a moving combination of jocular and somnambulant.  We have a 5:00 a.m. departure with a connection to make in Denver.  Ever…

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