My eldest grandchild, James is 20 today. I find this a little disturbing to put it mildly. He is a grown up (has been for a while really) goes to work and leads an interesting and young man about town type of life.
His father Simon was 23 when James was born, I was 21 when I gave birth to Simon. At the other end of the spectrum my daughters children are aged 6 and 2 so these little girls will continue to be children for a good few years yet. In the middle, Simon has another son, now into his early teens who at the moment fits with neither end of children in the family. Fortunately he is well adjusted and has many friends of his own age.
My sister and I are seven years apart and had many years with very little in common and in fact little contact. Then when time evened up our ages we met again, this time on a different level and became the very best of friends. Time changes our response to people of all ages, so if you are having a rough time with family or friends, just give it time.
Saturday, 12 December 2009
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