At my age, 65, I thought I'd never fall in love again especially as I've been happily married for decades. But, against all odds, it's happened. A young girl has turned my head and seems to love me as much as I love her. She's smart, pretty and her face lights up whenever she sees me ... ... she's my granddaughter, she's 5 years old and visiting in 23 days
Same here, 66 next month but my granddaughter is 9 now. From the outset she had me, if my sons car was outside our house when I returned from work I was like a child at Xmas to see her. She was 23 months old when I had my heart attack and because my wife looked after her (and her younger brother) I got the chance to be with them more whilst I recuperated at home. She was the best medicine I could have wished for and we have had a special bond since, which my wife always mentions! I am fortunate that we see her regular, as I take them and pick them up from school.most days and I love it
my grandaughter 'came about' due to my cardiac arrest, son was in a state and this girl he knew offered him comfort...never one to pass a chance, off he went. unfortunately she was no sooner born than we hit the lockdowns and it was months before we could see her again, obviously at her age she had only really seen and been around her mother so we came as a wee bit of a shock, has taken ages for her to get used to us and come round to us although she is still not quite there with me, but still very clingy to her mother. the second unfortunate part is that her mother is a mobile phone app parent and still breast feeds (the child will decide when to stop) while we feel it is more so she still has that element of control, been an almost constant battle for my lad and it is heartbreaking to see the bairn lose out on so much and my lad lose so much precious time because of her mother being strict. does not stop what time we do get with her being precious though.
Hope you are well on the road to recovery after your cardiac arrest. The more time that you get to spend with her the easier and better it will get. I know I am lucky and I cherish every bit of it. Good luck.
My 11 year old daughter is the apple of my eye so I can only imagine what joy a Granddaughter can bring. Good on you mate
During the previous two years of me living in France she'd started referring to me as 'Grandad Faraway' ... ... I always hoped it was because of the distance and not because she suspected early onset dementia
hope you are as well mate, aye, i wanted to be out and home the day after...did not realise how bad i had been/was, died two or three times from what i can gather and now running on battery power. certainly gives a different outlook, my son kept me alive, broke all my ribs but he can do the same again if needed.
One of the best things to come out of this lockdown was me being made redundant and becoming self employed. I now am able to take the kids to school and pick them up every day. Before this I rarely got the chance to do it.
You lucky man, I'll never be blessed with grandbairns but I can imagine how wonderful it must be when your children have children. I hope you have a great time when she visits.
Thanks mate, that's much appreciated. Grandchildren are a joy because they don't have any expectations other than you being daft and playing along with their games ... ... I can handle that standing on my head
Enjoy it @Smug in Boots and everyone else. My dad passed away last week, but the best thing in the last few years of his life was his grandkids. Even though he couldn't speak, he let them know how much he loved them and how proud he was of them. And to me, my nieces and nephew are the reason I get up and do my work, so I can spend time with them and spoil them. I hope I've not brought anyone down on this, but seize the day and spend time with your families, that's all that really matters at the end of it all.
It’s important to always believe that when you’re very low that things can turn around very quickly. My mrs was diagnosed with leukaemia when she was only 19 and I was there pretty helpless really as she went through almost 3 years of gruelling chemotherapy. We were told it’d be unlikely that we could have kids. We decided to try anyway but after months and months of nothing happening we were both pretty down about our chances and had a heartbreaking conversation a few months ago where we basically said we’d ask for some professional advice, get some tests done as wanted a definitive answer and then look at other options. Then I got in from work one Thursday and my mrs had laid out a baby grow with “I love my daddy to the moon and back” on the front and two positive pregnancy tests. It was bloody surreal and felt like a dream in many ways. We have our first scan on Tuesday. I just hope everything goes alright as I’m so bloody excited about being a dad. Taking him/her to their first Sunderland game etc…
It is i suppose because of the sihtty internet and perverts/trolls etc We do post pics of g'kids etc on here or Facebook