I need you to tell me at what age and at what time do we stop worrying and fretting about our children/grandchildren? Don’t tell me there are two separate or individual concerns between the two generations because I feel as if these grandchildren are just replicas and imitations of the aforementioned generation.
My children are so grown and so independent that they absolutely do not need their mama guiding their lives, but for some reason I completely believe they do. Sometimes, I must sit on myself to not get in the way.
Our two boys have been living on their own since they graduated high school, going off to college for years, without mama. They are entirely independent and self-sufficient, but I for some reason believe I still need to offer my help. For goodness sakes, we have consented to allow them to control our family business that we controlled for years. They really are quite “big boys” now.
However, if I don’t get a phone call or a visit from them for several days, I begin to let my thoughts run wild. I actually wait sometimes for several days and then I text or call as I stew in my uneasiness.
Now let me tell you about our girl, the only girl in our family until four years ago. She was the only granddaughter my parents enjoyed also. For some reason, I think she needs my direction more than her brothers, and again I tell you, she is in her forties and one of the best mamas I have ever known. I have the “Life 360” on my phone — she installed the app — and this may be a conundrum as I always know where she is as long as she has her phone on her and this is always.
I seem to check on my oldest grandson more than the others who are on their own, and the only reason I can believe I do this is because I have convinced myself he is still that little curly-haired boy, the first grand I loved, and he still needs my guidance and advice. After all, he will only be 26 in a few months. Our triplet grandsons will all revel in becoming “legal” in the next couple of months and I sometimes wonder if I will “let them be grown”? Oh, probably not.
I’m happy and pleased to tell you that they, all of them, take my (maybe) unsolicited care in stride and just go along with my frets and let me revel in my “over-care.”
This is an older recipe in my collection that was a favorite of my children.
Apricot Pound Cake
1 box of lemon cake mix
1 package of lemon instant pudding mix
2/3 cup of Eagle Brand milk
1/3 cup of oil
1 can (2 cups) apricot nectar
Mix all ingredients well and pour into a well-greased Bundt pan and bake at 350 degrees for one hour. This is so moist.
