“I have learned that if you must leave a place that you
have lived in and loved and where all your yesteryears are buried deep,
leave it any way except a slow way, leave it the fastest way you can.
Never turn back and never believe that an hour you remember
is a better hour because it is dead.
Passed years seem safe ones, vanquished ones,
while the future lives in a cloud, formidable from a distance.”
Beryl Markham, West with the Night
Do you remember this commercial?
It was a commercial for Airtran
It was one of those laugh out loud type of commercials..
maybe because I was a parent and could only imagine what “that” was like…
you fly your elderly parents in for a week of family time—just
so they can meet their new twin grand babies.
Little do the unsuspecting grandparents know…
you have an ulterior motive.
You’ve booked a trip for you and your husband.
As soon as the grandparents ring the bell, so excited to meet their new grand babies,
you quickly hand each of them a baby.
Your father thanks you for flying them in as they are so excited to be
with you for the week.
Suddenly a taxi pulls up, your husband flies out of the house with bags in hand…
you turn to your parents, before hightailing it behind your husband, exclaiming
“we’ll call you when we land…”
“Land?!” your elderly father questions.
By now the taxi is speeding off as a shuffling grandfather trails sadly behind,
with baby in arms, imploring “DON”T LEAVE US WITH THE BABIES!!!!!”
Well, this past week seemed a little similar…
however, we were not blindsided.
We had been asked long time back and we had whole heartedly agreed.
We’d keep “the babies” for almost a week!
Thankfully we aren’t shuffling just quite yet and we were indeed
two toddlers…one 3 and the other 2, for 5 days…at our ages…
well…we powered through it…and in the middle someplace,
we forged some great memories.
The Mayor is jumping in the pool all by herself and holding her breath.
All the while the Sheriff works on finding his comfort zone…preferring
driving a golf cart, or even a small back hoe as his own personal
mode of transportation.
Exhausted when it came time to say good-bye—reluctantly, we
whispered….don’t leave us…
I do hope one day they may remember the happy moments we shared…
Nobody can do for little children what grandparents do.
Grandparents sort of sprinkle stardust over the lives of little children.