Suddenly I find myself with grandkids springing up everywhere. I don't know whether I am prepared for this phenomenon or not. I am not yet done with my own kids. Despite their obvious high stations in this world, they are still small to me. I love them too much to put them away for even a moment out of my mind. I still am constantly thinking of how to make them even more of superkids than they already are, and of course how to help them become better human beings. Now to see them having kids of their own makes me a little confused. How do I go about this knotty situation? Do I tend to the grandkids even as I continue to care for my own kids by combining the two, or do I abandon one group for the other, or do I tend to the elder group in a way that vicariously takes care of the younger group, or what? Sheer confusion. At times, I have been told by people, though discreetly, that I am making a mess of the lives of my own kids by continuing to treat them as kids and refusing to believe they have grown up and indeed have a mind of their own. Hmm, I am sure they have one (that's what the doc said when they were born), and I am happy for them, but I must admit I always worry for them, and I always think they should still take a little more care in crossing the roads, and filling up application forms, and tying the shoelaces. The truth is, and let it be out before I sign off, I constantly thought what would happen when these kids, who appear to me to be perfectly capable of dozing off at the airport gates and missing the flights, would have kids of their own? And how would they cope with that?
But the time of hypothesizing is over. The grandkids have arrived, and in a grand style too. And may be it is time for me to grow up too. Not to worry too much about either my kids or their kids. I know, I know, it's my parental ego that is central to all this. You really don't have to tell me that. I figured it out myself. I promise I will try and change myself and really be friends to all of them rather than oversee them. I love all of them too much to do otherwise. After all, they are my kids and my grandkids.
(Oops! Can't really get rid of my pestering ego!)
But the time of hypothesizing is over. The grandkids have arrived, and in a grand style too. And may be it is time for me to grow up too. Not to worry too much about either my kids or their kids. I know, I know, it's my parental ego that is central to all this. You really don't have to tell me that. I figured it out myself. I promise I will try and change myself and really be friends to all of them rather than oversee them. I love all of them too much to do otherwise. After all, they are my kids and my grandkids.
(Oops! Can't really get rid of my pestering ego!)
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