First day of kindergarten.
First day of 5th grade - ending grammar school.
First day of 6th - middle school - Christian school.
First day of 8th grade last day of middle school.
First day of high school - a different private Christian school.
First day of 10th grade.
First day of 11th grade - this year.
His mother gave him her 2008 CRV on his 16th birthday.
First day as a senior and first day of his last year of high school.
"Picture (and the best is) Yet To Come."
No part of life is easy.
You are born.
You have so much to learn.
So much growing to do.
And a lot in between.
Then we age.
The grand kids come.
I have two boys - one is 16 and one is 6.
I get to see my 6 year old grandson about once a year. I would love to see him more, but it hasn't worked out that way as his parents are both busy doctors in Ohio. I do make it a point to write him and send him little things in the mail. I send him pictures and songs over the internet. My son Skype's with us on the weekend and I am so grateful for that.
The 16 year old has been with us since he was born. A long story, but we felt we were doing the right and good thing at the time. I'm not sure it turned out that way exactly sixteen years later, lol, but I hope so.
The daughter was married, but the man turned out to have some huge problems she had not known about and it reared it's ugly head as soon as grandson was born.
It has been a long and winding road. It has been full of joy mixed with a lot of hard work When he was little I took care of him all day long - every day of his life - until his mother got home - don't get me wrong she's been a great mom, but I did get the joy of being with him.
I loved it. I loved him.
It was a privilege.
I gave all my kids my heart - lock, stock, and barrel. I think the more you love, the closer you are, the harder it is to let go. Yet it is because of love that you have to let go and let them have a chance at their own life.
If there is one thing I have learned through the years is that you have to let go. They are not yours.
The letting go phase for my grandson and I admit it is throwing me for a bit of a loop. I knew it would happen yet I always hoped it wouldn't.
I know he HAS to do it. I know I HAVE to go through it.
We used to be good buddies and had the best of times. We did everything together. He even used to listen to me back then.
NOT NOW! At times I seriously don't feel he even likes me. I have become very stupid - he knows everything, I know nothing. I guess it is a necessary stage for some teens.
I think they have to do this to push away - so when it is time to leave - the parents/grandparents will be more than ready to let them go and push them out the door.
No, not everyone experiences this stage - but we are here.
Now is the time to trust God to take care of him. As all three of us here have more than got him ready!!
Way tooooooooooooooooooooooooo much according to him. He can't wait to leave!!! I guess I was that way too if I were honest. My own kids too.
He goes to school full time. He's driving - he works. He's planning for college. He loves his friends. He's extremely outgoing. If he doesn't see his friends often - his gets withdrawal symptoms. I have to say he has always loved school - especially for the social scene - he does good in school - but he works for it.
So where does that leave me? With more growing up and letting go to do myself. I have gotten really involved with the church and church groups. I think it is a win win situation as it helps the church and it keeps me busy and out of trouble.
I have been blogging since 2005 - when he was four. He started school - I couldn't work because I had to take him to school and pick him up, run him around to his activities, and watch him until his mom got home. That is why I started blogging.
Now he's pretty self sufficient which is a great and wonderful thing.
I love this guy so much. I just hope and pray we become buddies again some day!
"Train up a child in the way he should go; even when he is old he will not depart from it."
God kept His word with the first two and I am counting on his promise for this one.
GRANDSON YOUR WINGS ARE ALMOST READY TO FLY!
You really are a wonderful, wonderful young man.
I am very proud of you.
I love you,
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Maybe someday we can meet here and get some coffee - wouldn't that be wonderful?