By: Connie Travelling – A boomer, sometimes a lady, Connie Jamieson enjoys travel, outdoor recreation, family times – and grandchildren.
I remind myself to savour this moment, remember the joy. His parents are preparing to drive back to Toronto in five minutes to fly to BC, where they all live, so I’m packaging a moment while my grandson sleeps. I will unwrap this moment later tonight in quiet contemplation and gratitude.
As anyone who has experienced this bittersweet situation will remember, it is beyond difficult to be a grandparent at a distance, yet the visits are such a treat that I try not to let the family see my sorrow at visit’s end. Even parting with my teenaged children as they wandered off to university decades ago wasn’t this painful. Or does my memory deceive me?
Technology helps. Skype has been a blessing, adding the visual dimension to our conversation contacts. We’ve followed his progress from “bump in mummy’s tummy” to his current 14-month status. Videoconferencing doesn’t replicate the feel, the smell, the touch of him, but as long as he can see us once in a while, we won’t be such strangers to him when he sees us next. Months from now.