I try to write a post midweek and on the weekends, but this week and probably the month of May are odd given
1/ impending birth of a great-grandchild by a granddaughter who thinks she will drive herself to the hospital when she’s in labor;
2/ surgery for another grandchild who would rather be on the soccer field than undergoing required rest at home;
3/ the graduation from college of the youngest granddaughter who has a summer internship but no full-time employment beyond that. The last child talks about the Peace Corps, but mom’s worried because the world is a scary place.
4/ Throw into this mix a child who operates a “blow and go” vehicle because she had a bad experience with a sheriff and you can see why moms and dads worry.
Also, because its my birthday month I’m wrapped up in doing a lot for Dianne. But heck, isn’t that what retirement is about, breaking out?
My children, the parents of the grandkids above have the worries, however, there was a time when I fretted everyday, and probably could still do so. However, I recall my SIL becoming very upset with her own mother when the grandson was killed in a traffic accident and grandmother failed to offer comfort to her daughter reacting as if the grandchild child was her own.
Thus, I’ve spent the week working out the details of my trip to CA next October. I’ll try to fly to the West Coast every two years or so for as long as I can. I think we’ve finally settled on a week in October but the kids have such incredibly busy schedules, trips are difficult to arrange. On top of everything else their oldest son is undergoing surgery in a week or two and Dad and Mom are distracted.
Jacob was a very early premie who survived but only after the Navy transported his Mom (in labor) in a Medivac helicopter over the Alps from southern Spain, where they lived, to the huge US military medical facility in Landstuhl Germany which hospitalizes most of our wounded troops.
Wendy was discharged in a few days, but Jacob remained in an incubator for several weeks with mom spending the time close by until he was discharged. As a result, Jacob’s parents have always had some concern for him, although he seems to have grown into a strong boy.
The things I’ve done for my Birthday Month seem self-centered and trivial when compared with their worries, however, my son did ask me to come visit, so I am.