I envy friends who live close to grandparents. It’s such a blessing. It’s good for the kids, good for parents and grandparents.
As it is, Jake and I are only able to get out West once, maybe twice a year (since when did airfare from rural VA to smalltown MT become as pricey as flying to Timbuktu?) and we all realized that if we don’t get these two together more often, Grandma B will miss out on June’s entire childhood. How depressing is that?
So this year, Mom, who is self employed, rented an apartment here in town (our house is so small) for nearly the full month of January. She is able to pick June up from preschool, take her on walks, to the playground, out for a donut — just hang out with her. It’s been so great and I’m not sure I’ll be able to let Mom get back on the plane. When June has to leave Mom’s apartment, she wails, “Gwamma Beeeeee!”
Now Mom is seriously considering buying property here so she can summer in Montana and winter in Virginia and do business in both. If anyone can make such an arrangement work, it’s my Mom. She’s looked at a few properties so far but hasn’t found the perfect place. I’m keeping my fingers crossed this happens!
How do you handle the grandparent dynamic? Are your parents close? Far away? Are you a grandparent? How do you stay connected?