There is something special about being with a grandma, especially a really cool one!

I had a remarkable relationship with my grandmother – Nana. Of course she was very young for a grandma – she was 36 when I was born. I was in my 50s when she passed so we had a very long run together.

We had news of another special grandma passing this month in our extended family. It’s so tough because the relationship is so exceptional. That bond of a boy to his grandma – there is very little that compares.

Recently we had the joyous pleasure of watching our grandson for a long weekend. It brought so many thoughts and memories to me of my Grandma – well, as far back as I can remember.
Watching Peg with the little man (photo) was more than precious. It showed the tremendous love, patience and care a special grandma has for a little one. The attention paid back and forth, the quizzical looks, devilish smiles, attempts at trying new words, story times, goodnight hugs and kisses, all wrapped around a grandma’s total concern and loving devotion. Watching them together was a delight.

I hope the little man gets to see us grow older long enough to have many, many memories of absolute joy – just like I did with my Grandma and just like his daddy did with his Grandma. There is something special about Grandmas and their adoring little men, no matter how old they are.