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A Note on Grandparents

During my parents' visit to Dalian, Buchela got used to getting up in the morning, traipsing over to the guest bedroom, knocking on the door, and then opening it and yelling an unintelligible string of words to wake them up.

Predictably, they got up, put him in their bed and proceeded to drench him with that distinctly sweet and charming grandparent love.

On their last day in Dalian, my parents fretted over their departure. They worried Buchela will forget them and they would have to reacquaint yet again during another visit.

Yesterday, the little guy got up and went straight to the guest bedroom.

He knocked, got on his tippy toes, opened the door, and pushed it.

He looked straight at the bed. A look of confusion slowly crept onto his face as he slowly scanned the empty room. He walked over and stood in front of their bed. He looked around once again. Then, he turned and ran into my arms.

Young children's memories may be short term but they are made. Sure, they may not be recalled in adulthood, but I believe they leave an impression, an emotional imprint.

I was very close to my grandparents. My love for them was very different from the one I felt for my parents. It was uncomplicated and easy.

I am incredibly grateful that my son was able to spend such a close time with my parents. I hope their bond continues to grow. I believe a good and close relationship with grandparents is a part of a a happy childhood.

Living continents apart makes coming together really difficult. But I hope I can continue to afford the time and the money to create situations where he can have plenty of togetherness with all four grandparents.

After all, his father and I are just his parents.

We could never give him the goodness that is grandparent love.
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Questions for you guys: For everyone, were you (are you) close to your grandparents? For parents, are your kids close to their grandparents? Do you want them to be? Do you actively work at creating situations where they can spend time with them?

Just wondering how everyone felt.

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Susan's Gravatar I was never really close to mine. Both sides lived in the east coast but my parents moved to the Northwest. We didn't see each other that often. I guess I don't have the same strong feelings you do about it.
# Posted By Susan | 9/4/07 12:53 AM
Mamitu's Gravatar You brought tears to my eyes Yemi. I never had time with my grand parents because they all passed away before I was born. The closest I came to knowing the feeling of a having a grand parent is being with my father's Uncle and
my Aunt's Mother in Law. But my little ones have three grandmas :) and one grandpa and I can see the bond they have with them is amazing. We try to let them spend as much time as we can with them when ever
possible.
# Posted By Mamitu | 9/4/07 6:22 AM
TN's Gravatar I was very close to my maternal grand father. I spent hours with him on weekends and your post brought back many memories. He passed away when I was 11, but to this day I remember many things we did together. Both my grandmothers are alive and even after moving to the US I regularly call them and we are very close (I think it also helped that I was the first grandchild for all of them). I didn't know my father's dad. He passed away long before I was born. But through the many stories about him from my Dad and his mom, I feel like I know him. But it is not the same. Your are right Yemi, grandparent's love is like no other...
# Posted By TN | 9/4/07 7:58 AM
Julie's Gravatar I was never close to my grandparents. I felt like I never had a proper "Grandmother" until I married my husband and inherited his. My kids really only have one Grandmother that truly adores them. (my mom) She works, so it is hard for her to see them much, but she makes a point to fly out to see us twice a year. I wish they could see her more often, but we are on opposite sides of the country.
# Posted By Julie | 9/4/07 11:58 AM
Boso's Gravatar I was pretty close to my grandparents, although my dad's mum lived with us, so that was probably why. My little girl hasn't really had time with her grandparents, probably because we're on different continents ;)
# Posted By Boso | 9/4/07 12:42 PM
Nerd Girl's Gravatar I knew 3 out of 4 grandparents - wouldn't say that I was particularly close to any of them. Loved them dearly, we just weren't close the way that I know some grands are. We live across the country from my parents, but I (and they) make a dedicated effort to seeing each other about 4x a year for extended visits. It is my hope and prayer that my daughter be close to them. So far it's working - she's 3 and refers to our guest room as "Batu and Matu's room!" They were here in June and she still checks the room daily to see if "maybe they're back." My husband's father lives less than 30 minutes away, but they're not very family oriented - we may see him once every 2 or 3 months. She'll probably end up closer to my parents than to him.
# Posted By Nerd Girl | 9/4/07 1:12 PM
Jen's Gravatar Oh :( how sad and bittersweet that your son should think that his grandparents should still be in the guest room

My grandparents lived many hours away from us so we didnt see much of them :(
I remember my maternal grandfathers little house
I remember my paternatal grandfather more - his bear hugs that would squish me LOL
him sitting in his chair at his house
and how much taller and bigger he was than my little short grandmother
we didnt see much of them especially as my mother didnt get on with my grandmother

My daughter lives with my parents (all of them are estranged from me due to lots of aweful reasons)
they particularly my mother has never cared at all about my older son and they have never met my younger son

My older son has a wonderful relationship with his caring supportive paternal grandfather

my younger son sees his grandparents very regularly as they live close and he adores them and they adore him
# Posted By Jen | 9/4/07 1:59 PM
Monica's Gravatar I was very very close to my maternal grandparents and still miss them to this day. My mother is very book smart but my grandmother was street smart so she understood so much more about life than my mother. When I have a problem I still try to imagine what she would tell me to do. She's been gone 12 years.
# Posted By Monica | 9/4/07 2:07 PM
Dee's Gravatar Aw, so sweet! I am not very close to my grandmother, but my brother and I are the closest to her of all her grandchildren. Even though my husband and I live far away from our families, our children are fairly close to their grandparents. They talk to them almost daily, email them, and I try to send new pictures to them about once a week.
# Posted By Dee | 9/4/07 2:46 PM
Global Librarian's Gravatar My mother's parents died before I was born and my father's parents weren't very "grandparently." (i.e. never cared to have much to do with any of their grandchildren.)

However, my sister has worked very hard to ensure her children know and bond with both sets. Including weekly telephone calls to grandparents starting at about 18 months old and putting together a family storybook that includes pictures of grandparents, aunts, unclues, cousins and so on. They would page through the book at bedtime and say "Here is grandma" and "this is Uncle Tom" and so on.

It definitely had a positive impact.
# Posted By Global Librarian | 9/4/07 10:38 PM
Yemi's Gravatar Mamitu, it is great that your kids are developing the very bond you didn't have. You clearly have seen its importance and have encouraged it.

TN, I still remember so many things about my grandparents too. They are always comforting memories.

Bozo, living in different continents puts a damper on the whole thing, doesn't it?

Nerdgirl, Dee, Good for you that your kids are close to their grandparents

Susan, Julie hopefully, your kids will be close to your parents:)

Monica, awww... how sweet that you still are able to feel her presence!

Global Liberian, I must adopt the same method as your sister. It is really important to me that my children know their heritage and extended family, grandparents and beyond

Jen, I hope you and your parents reconcile at some point... thanks for your comment. It made me think about the fact that what I was advocating is sometimes just not possible.
# Posted By Yemi | 9/5/07 4:05 AM
Mayogi's Gravatar I was very close to my maternal grandmother. In fact, she was always more of a mother to me than my real mother because my mother was young when I was born so basically my granny raised me. We lived in the same apartment until I was 2 and then just a few doors away so I spent most of my waken time with her. I never knew my maternal grandfather since he and granny got divorced years before I was born. I didn't meet my paternal grandparents much, because they lived in Spain and I was raised in Sweden but I loved them very dearly.

My kids have a wonderful relationship with my parents. My parents didn't know how to be parents but they are great grandparents. Living in different continents complicates things a bit and I know I haven't given their relationship such a high priority but seeing my kids with my parents this summer has made me realize how important it is to all 4 of them, so from now on it's going to be my nr 1 priority.

Unfortunately my kids are not very close to their parental grandparents. That was one of the reasons we moved here, my husband and I wanted the kids to know their family on his side, but they don't seem too interested in spending time with our kids. I think it's because my kids are different, not really Moroccan, and being raised with a different culture. I try to have my kids meet their grandparents at least twice a month, because it's important to me and I know it will be to them too when they get older.
# Posted By Mayogi | 9/6/07 4:24 AM
Yemi's Gravatar Mayogi, it is too bad that his parents are not all that active with your kids. Hopefully that will change. You just have to keep on trying.
# Posted By Yemi | 9/7/07 1:37 AM
bliss's Gravatar When I was growing up, my maternal grandmother's house was home and second home once my mother and I moved out. Her house was haven when I was "chucked" at my house. :-) She was my surrogate mommy. I lived with her again when I was in high school. As an adult, I've seen her and talked to her almost every day. I didn't see or talk to my paternal grandmother as much while I was growing up but I loved her still. When I became an adult she became my confident. I could tell her anything and she never judged me. She died 7 years ago and I still miss her. I'm thankful that my daughter and I spent the day with her two weeks before she died. I do wish she and my daughter had had more time together though...
# Posted By bliss | 9/10/07 6:36 PM
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