Three months ago I announced that I was back to writing in my blog after a three-year hiatus, and then, once again, disappeared. This is certainly no way to “age with class.” Ha ha ha…
But, life happens. My 93-year-old Dad has lived with me for 15 years now, and I’ve been managing his care and health issues while enjoying every minute of his company, not to mention helping him publish his second book of poetry. In the meantime, my 8-year-old grandson, Max, just visited us in Texas for two weeks from New York.
I’ve had this plan in my mind to do something special with each grandchild individually, and Max’s visit was the first. Three more grandkids to go. Once they get old enough.
Coincidentally, my plan is part of my effort to continue to “age with class.”
I told Max I would write a memory book for him and include all the photos I took of his visit. I figured I would document it here on my blog, so I can have my own record of the wonderful time we spent together.
Keeping up with an 8-year-old at age 68 was no small feat as I continued to manage care for my father. I wanted to make this visit fun for Max and engage him in all sorts of activities and adventures that would be different from his life back home in NY. Texas provided the perfect setting.
Before I go any further, I want to congratulate all grandparents who are raising their grandchildren. I don’t know how they do it. As fantastic as this two-week adventure was, I am exhausted. But I would do it again in a heartbeat. Maybe keeping up with grandkids takes practice to build the endurance it requires. Maybe the challenge came from caring for two generations at the opposite age spectrum at the same time. Anyway, I am impressed with any grandparents who are raising their grandkids.
Max arrived in Austin on June 24 with my older son (his Dad). I met them at my younger son’s house in Austin, where we all spent the night, and Max had a chance to hang out with his younger cousins.
More of Day One to follow…
Yours in aging with class, Jane