(I found this picture of grandparents in Google images but it's probably not very accurate because very few nannas I know look like this. Not a grey hair among them!)
Last weekend we took the kids to visit my grandmother-in-law in the nursing home where she now lives. It was, as always, a poignant visit. We arrived at lunchtime and looking around at everyone sitting at tables with their bibs…many being fed…..it was hard to watch. With the kids and particularly Remy, in his capsule, the contrast between the begining and end of the life cycle was stark.
We don't visit Jason's grandmother nearly enough and there is no excuse. We should. She'll be 100 in a year or so.
Just that morning, I'd been reading a wonderful column in the Tele by Annette Sharp about how she'd been looking for a nanna for her three young daughters. Her own parents are alive but living several hours away and her children and parents don't have regular time together due to the distance. Conscious that her children are missing out on the invaluable benefits of a relationship with adults of that generation and aware that many older people are without their own grandchildren by reason of distance or circumstance, Annette has been trying to find a mutually beneficial substitute 'nanna' relationship.