Something Beautiful - Being Grandparents.
People are often surprised when they find out that we are Grandparents, especially as we were only 35 when our Granddaughter was born. We love our role as Grandparents. We totally adore our little ray of sunshine and her presence completes us as a family.
As I look back over our twenty six years together, teenage parents ourselves, life was often a struggle but I loved my duties as a Mummy and Papa Syder has been a very hands on Dad to our four kids, always throwing himself into everything that involved them like their school plays, parent evenings, sports days etc.
And now, I look at him. A Grandfather. His hair is slightly greying around the temples, his eyes still as green as the day I first saw him and his ability to fill up a room with laughter within five seconds of walking into it, a talent that has never left him. He lifts our Granddaughter up high into the air by her ankles, pretending to drop her, she giggles like a cartoon mouse. I smile as she squeals "Again Granddad! Again!"
I love that she is part of us and I feel blessed and proud as I watch them together. There is Something Beautiful about being a Grandparent.