Grandparents – A Family Treasure

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Grandparents are a family’s greatest treasure, the founders of a loving legacy, The greatest storytellers, the keepers of traditions that linger on in cherished memory. Grandparents are the family’s strong foundation. Their very special love sets them apart. Through happiness and sorrow, through their special love and caring, grandparents keep a family close at heart. ~Unknown Source

Did you know last Sunday was National Grandparents Day? Sometimes the day can pass with little notice, and it isn’t a day for gifts and cards as Mothers Day and Fathers Day can be.  Our grandchildren are gifts enough. You can see that my mother thought so by the big smile she has on her face while posing with some grandchildren and a great grandchild. Some of the other pictures here will have me smiling as much with some of my grandkids.

So what led to us having a day to celebrate grandparents? Credit goes to a West Virginian housewife, Marian Lucille McQuade who led a grassroots effort to establish a special day to recognize the importance of grandparents in a child’s life. Her primary motivation was to promote the need to pay attention to lonely elderly people in nursing home. She also hoped having a special day of honor would persuade grandchildren to listen and learn from the years of wisdom their grandparents had accumulated.

In 1979, Mrs. McQuade saw her work rewarded when then President Jimmy Carter proclaimed the first Sunday after Labor Day to be Grandparents Day. This is part of his proclamation.

Grandparents are our continuing tie to the near-past, to the events and beliefs and experiences that so strongly affect our lives and the world around us. Whether they are our own or surrogate grandparents who fill some of the gaps in our mobile society, our senior generation also provides our society a link to our national heritage and traditions.

We all know grandparents whose values transcend passing fads and pressures, and who possess the wisdom of distilled pain and joy. Because they are usually free to love and guide and befriend the young without having to take daily responsibility for them, they can often reach out past pride and fear of failure and close the space between generations.

Wouldn’t it be great if grandkids everywhere sat down beside a grandparent this week and asked them about when the grandparent was a kid? The trouble is, most of us wait too late to want to hear those stories. Or to record them for the next generation.

Yet, we need that family history, those connections to the past. Here I am with a few of my grandchildren. Sometime I wonder if I’m missing opportunites to tell them about back when I was their age. Often, it seems so much better to hear what’s going on in their lives.  I know I missed opportunites to hear my grandparents’ stories. Perhaps I was too young to know what to ask them, or even to grasp that I might need to ask before it was too late. The same with my father. I wish now I’d asked more about his growing up years and those trips he took on a motorcycle when he was in his early twenties. I heard bits and pieces but there was surely so much more if I’d only taken the time to ask and listen.

I did listen to my mother’s stories in the last years of her life. Whenever we were in a doctor’s office or waiting for this or that, I’d get her to talk about how things were when she grew up. Angel Sister, my first Rosey Corner novel, was the result of those conversations. Mom’s stories helped me be able to step back to my characters’ time in the 1930’s and 40’s. While Angel Sister is fiction and not Mom’s story, the background of the book owes much to her.

Some grandparents don’t wait to be asked. They write down their stories for their families. Every person I know who has one of these written stories of youth and marriage by a parent or grandparent treasure every word.

It’s not just the highlights of life that people find interesting, but also the little details. Ordinary days like blackberry picking or cutting firewood. A “this is how it was for me” story is certainly something all of us who love putting one word after another could do for his or her family. Maybe not only write your story, but listen to the older generation in your family and write that down too. Who knows? You might find a novel lurking in those memories the way I did. Or if you aren’t into writing, I know some families take time to make recordings of their loved ones talking about times in the past. My mother was visited once by someone gathering information about the past for a history project. I have the tapes of those conversations, but need to transcribe them.

Grandparents are a treasure. Children’s lives are better when they have grandparents or surrogate grandparents to make them feel loved and valued. That is surely the best thing a grandparent can do for a child.

The simplest toy, one which even the youngest child can operate, is called a grandparent. —Sam Levenson

To a small child, the perfect granddad is unafraid of big dogs and fierce storms but absolutely terrified of the word “boo.”…Robert Brault

Grandparents are a delightful blend of laughter, caring deeds, wonderful stories and love. ~Unknonw Source

Did you have the blessing of knowing your grandparents or do you now have the blessing of being a grandparent?

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    Funny how we don’t realize the treasures of those grandparent stories until it’s too late, Hope. But I’m sure you do know many stories from them. You were surely blessed to have so many grandparents to enrich your life. I only knew two of my grandparents. My grandfather on my dad’s side and my grandmother on my mother’s side. If all children could have a loving grandparent in their life, those lives would surely be better.

    I’m thinking you will be a wonderful grandmother when the time comes.

  2. I was blessed with a grandmother for 53 years and I had my great grandmother til I was almost 24 years old. My grandfather was a great storyteller and his stories about the old days are still my favorites. They were faith filled and taught me how to pray and trust God. My sons enjoyed going fishing with him and learning carpentry skills from him. My librarian grandmother wrote genealogy books about our family and compiled several scrapbooks about her life throughout the years. I inherited those when she moved to heaven. Now I’m the grandmother and hope to pass those stories down to my grandkids.

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      You certainly had some great examples to watch and learn grandparenting from, Lavon. And I know your grandkids love having you as a grandmother as much as you loved being with your grandmothers.

  3. I had the most loving Christian Grandmother, I loved to watch her beat the egg whites for her famous Angel food cake. I remember when I stayed with them she would brush and comb my hair and if I wiggled I got cracked on the head with the comb,it hurt at the time but left a wonderful memory of her. That happened in the 1940’s a long time ago.

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      A Christian grandmother is a blessing, Donna Jean. Just hearing about her angel food cake is making me hungry. My mother used to make them. I have made them from scratch a few times, but I have to admit that these days I buy the mix. LOL. I needed your grandmother’s stern hair combing technique. Some of my granddaughters hated to have their hair combed and sometimes we just let them have mussed hair all day as long as we weren’t going to church. LOL.

  4. I had 3 great-grandparents and all of my grandparents living as a child. They are all gone now, but I treasure the memories of each of them and do wish I had asked more questions and also written stuff down. My maternal grandfather played back up for some country singers like Hank Williams Sr. and I wished I would have asked him more about those times and how he got the chance to do that. I miss them all and even though I had a least one grandparent living until my maternal grandmother passed in 2021, which has been a good portion of life since I am in my 40’s, I still wish I had had more time with them all. My husband’s last grandparent passed when he was very small so he doesn’t have any memories of having grandparents and often says he wishes he could have known at least one of them. Grandparents are a treasure and I hope to be one someday and maybe have some stories my grandchildren will be interested in. 🙂

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