Showing posts with label Grandparents. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Grandparents. Show all posts

Tuesday, February 14, 2012

Every day is Valentine's.




Something strange happened yesterday.
My husband yelled to me from the other room, "Kathy, come here and bring your camera with you."
I thought he wanted me to take a picture of something out the back window. He has done that before. He has left new fallen snow un-shoveled and un-plowed because he thought it was beautiful and knew I would want to get a few pictures of it in crisp morning light.
So as I hurried into the back room with my camera, I asked what he wanted me to take a picture of. He said, "I want you to take a picture of her hand in mine." He was holding our granddaughter on his lap, amazed at this new game she was playing with him.
I was equally amazed. My husband was asking me to take a picture of him. Was this the same man I've known for the last 27 years? The one who H.A.T.E.S to have his picture taken? He who leaves the room if a camera comes out? The one who yells at me to put the camera down?
It seems silly now, but that sentimental moment had tears welling up in my eyes. I quickly regained my composure and started shooting.
Her hand in his, his face cuddling hers.
When you are in love, you want to remember and savor every moment.
She brings him Valentine's Day everyday!


Monday, August 02, 2010

Deja Vu


                                             "Family faces are magic mirrors. 
Looking at people who belong to us, we see the past, present and future. 
We make discoveries about ourselves."  
-Gail Lumet Buckley


 
Family reunions are a joyful reminder of how life goes on. Children become parents, parents become grandparents. The voids of those we lost are filled by the new arrivals.

Life comes full circle.
 
At this year's reunion, I kept finding myself thinking there goes Jeri's little girl Phoebe or here comes Pennie. But then I'd catch myself and remember this is 2010. They aren't those little people anymore, instead, they have created THESE little people of their own. These beautiful faces, the splitting images of their mommies.

Life is magical.

Sunday, March 28, 2010

It's Not A Burden.





















I recently made the mistake of chiming in on a cousin’s facebook feed regarding the new health care reform. I was quickly reminded that when people say they want your opinions or ask for more information, what they really mean is they want you to support their conclusion.

Needless to say the conversation quickly deteriorated. There clearly is no civil discourse on this subject –even among family members. I’m sure we all felt we were talking to complete strangers, rather than two generations of the same family, created from the same gene pool, molded by many of the same family experiences.

As I replay the conversation in my head, one point keeps coming back to nag me “This is a terrible burden for my children and grandchildren to bear”. I keep asking myself, “Is it? Really?” Are we saying money is more important than compassion? And do we really understand in this spoiled generation what “burden” means?

I think about my own grandparents and parents and wonder if they thought the same things when Social Security and Medicare/Medicaid was created. They certainly had less material goods and money than my generation. Did they worry about the “burden” to themselves, their children, and their grandchildren?

I know they were very compassionate people, so it is possible they could have been concerned. But they were also very generous people, so I could argue that they would have understood the benefits of the programs. Whatever their take on the programs, it certainly didn’t define who they were, or even seem to impact how they lived. They did benefit from both government programs.

History tells us that many adults of their generation were upset; declaring socialism and the death of America as we knew it. But history also serves to remind us that life in the US continued to flourish and grow. It wasn’t the end, just another step towards greater opportunities and happiness.

So, if my grandparents or parents were concerned about the burden to their children and grandchildren all those years ago, I just want to say, "You shouldn’t have worried".

It is not a burden to pay taxes into a system that provides/provided them and so many others with medical care when they had none in their retirement years.

It is not a burden to pay taxes into a system that provides support for the mentally impaired, handicapped or less fortunate.

It is not a burden to share the blessings I’ve received and to give back to those who haven’t been as lucky.

And, it is never burden to give back to the generations before you, who made sacrifices for all of us to have a better life.

Today we are witnessing another similar shift. The sky is not falling and the world is not coming to an end. Health care reform is just a change in how we have done things. It is unclear how this new bill will financially effect each of us as individuals, only time will tell. Hopefully, it will be one of many changes (because this bill really doesn't go far enough) to help America grow and flourish again.

Good or bad, my grandparents and parents have taught me how to raise my own children to give with happy hearts. I have faith that years from now my children and grandchildren will agree, “You shouldn’t have worried. Doing the right thing is never a burden”.


Romans 13:7-9 (New King James Version)
7 Render therefore to all their due: taxes to whom taxes are due, customs to whom customs, fear to whom fear, honor to whom honor.
Love Your Neighbor
8 Owe no one anything except to love one another, for he who loves another has fulfilled the law.
9 For the commandments, “You shall not commit adultery,” “You shall not murder,” “You shall not steal,” “You shall not bear false witness,”[a] “You shall not covet,”[b] and if there is any other commandment, are all summed up in this saying, namely, “You shall love your neighbor as yourself.”[c]