My three grandchildren spent yesterday and last night here at my home with me. While at 56 I am thankful, that both my boys are grown men, with lives of their own. And the oldest son has given me three wonderful grandchildren.. When the kids grow up and leave home it takes some getting use to, for some of us empty nester. The house seems empty, as if it very life has left it.. We move along, and get use to it, kind of. Then one fine day our little blessings come along, they are called Grandchildren, and oh how we love them..
Last night after dinner the two youngest, ages 4 and 5, hopped down from the island, where they always eat their meals.. And headed for the family/tv room. They had wiped their hands and mouths.. And as they both blew right passed me, each one running their left hand all the way down the foyer wall. in a hurry to get to the family room to play..I opened my mouth to say hey, guys do not run your hands down the wall please .. And before the words could come flowing out, as I had done with my boys all their years at home.. I thought to myself, let them leave their sweet little hand prints… You will turn around twice and they too will be grown, with lives of their own. when I look back on those little tiny hand prints, they will warm your heart.. I realized that as I remember the times they blew passed me, giggling as kids do, just happy, without a care in the world.. They may leave their tiny hand prints on the wall, easy to clean up later.. But, they will always leave hand prints on your heart… Oh what a blessing are children, and grandchildren are to us..
Hi Debbie, I just popped over from Facebook when I saw someone share your link to the teal room. I had to click on this post, I can not believe how much I relate to this! I have one grandchild, and he is only 9 months old, but I totally get what you are saying, thank you for sharing this wonderful insight.
Thank you Stephanie ~ and Grands are just that.. GRAND indeed. I hope you like my FB page and this blog. The blog is very new, still learning.. But I am glad you are here..
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Debbie
Debbie, my parents used to always leave the finger prints on the “picture window” when my little ones went to visit. I find my self doing the same thing now that I have a grandchild of my own. We do get wiser as we get older…and learn to appreciate those little things like finger prints.
We do get wiser with age Melody.. What was important then ~ seems not so much so these days. And the things that weren’t so important then are so specila now..
Thank you for your sweet comment.
Debbie
Debbie,
I love your photos of nature and decorating spaces, but your words about Grandchildren are right on. I am just a bit older than you, but who’s telling?
I am out of state right now visiting my 2 precious granddaughters. And my own 3 grown children are independent and healthy, and we are blessed! But I miss those years of raising them so much some days. The house is too quiet, and too clean, and too big without the sounds of children running, laughing, and even fighting. God is really speaking to me right now about enjoying this season of life as much as the last one. Although very different, also very precious in different ways. And to tell you the truth, who has the energy anymore to keep up with those little ones? <3
Debbie ~ you got that right, all of it
Debbie
Debbie–I used to have my grandkids put their hand prints on the back window of the car. Then, when I was leaving for work in the morning, while the window was still steamed up I’d see them and they’d make me smile!! I’d leave them on there for a long time!! So precious!!! They’re all grown up now but we have lots of wonderful memories!! Thanks for reminding me!!!
Corry ~ how sweet…
Debbie
Debbie ~ I can so relate!!!
Judi
I will try to remember that and close my mouth sometimes. My son is growing… running fast from 3 or 4… now 15, going on 16 this Summer! Where DOES it go???
Love your new blog! I have followed you on Facebook for awhile so looking forward to the blog. This post was so good! I have 5 grandsons and it is so true that the things we thought were so ‘important’ when we were raising their parents don’t seem so ‘important’ now. Happy it works out that way.
Thank you so much Gayle, I’m glad you are here’
Debbie