This is truly a rambling story; if you can't linger, I get it, but sometimes your heart is so moved that the edited version will not do. Such is the case.
I love a child who has a plan, and sugar plum had a plan right from the start Saturday morning.
With two markers in her hand—a purple one and a blue one—she said, “I want to draw Nanna,” and began making purple marks on a blank sheet of drawing paper. I coached her along, but then she said, “Aunt Dayle, can you draw Nanna for me? I don’t know how she goes.”
Happy to help, I reached for a brown marker but she stopped me short. “Nanna has to be purple,” she said. Agreeing wholeheartedly that it was the perfect color for Nanna, I took the purple marker and quickly drew a stick figure—there was Nanna. With a big smile, sugar plum approved.
“Now,” she said, “draw Pappa. He has to be blue.” I did as I was told and she was pleased. I captioned each figure, but she wasn’t finished. “Now, draw me in Nanna’s arms,” she said. Rifling through the crayons and markers, she said, “I want to be green.”
I studied the image of Nanna and began doubting my artistic abilities to pull off sugar plum's latest request. “Sweetie,” I said, “I’m afraid Aunt Dayle would make a real mess if I tried to draw you in Nanna’s arms.” We looked at the picture, and at each other across the little table, and then I suggested, “How about I put you in the middle here?” Her eyes lit up. “And they can be holding my hands!” she declared, quite thrilled with the notion.
And so it was done, and as we admired my handiwork, she said, in the sweetest most wistful little voice, “I miss Nanna and Pappa.” I'm certain she had seen them in recent days and, yet, she missed them. All I could think of was how much I love this child, and what a blessing children are to the world, and grandparents are to a child.
And yet, I think it’s safe to say that some of a child’s most favorite people are his or her grandparents. The reason, as I see it, is because children respond more to unconditional love and acceptance than to any of the aforementioned things. They relish in the fact that their grandparents are interested in every little thing they do and say. They feel nothing but love and acceptance. That's what grandparents do.
You can read more about the importance of grandparents, in the life of a child at this link.
Until next time, dear friends, I've been less than diligent in getting around blogland lately, but we will catch up soon. In the meantime, your visits here are a blessing to me.