And now as time has passed, the simplicity continues with my grandson. I thank God that my “choice’” toward positivity has continued to support my stability.
Perhaps, as I have achieved stability in my life with Bipolar Disorder, I am able to live a more positive life and enjoy the “small stuff". I was thinking about this lack of mindfulness from which so many of us suffer. I recall a time last winter when I was walking with my little grandson and we stopped by a bridge to watch the water from a small creek flow through the ice and snow. We crouched for a while paying particular attention to an icicle slowly letting go--drop after drop of clear, pristine water. Finally, the little boy spoke.
“PaPa,” he said, "why are you so good to me?"
I suspect that he was sensing the holiness of the moment. I have a hunch that he realized just how rarely we adults stop to watch water flow or icicles drip. I needed to come to terms with the genetics that may encompass my Bipolar Disorder and my grandchildren. What to do? I do expect to be positive and honest with them.
we all have "bad" genes in some way or another...cant choose our bodies but we can choose who we're going to be :) With the kindness, honesty, and bravery you've shown in your life and to your family I can't imagine your grandchildren being anything but well-adjusted adults! :) I'm sure when the time comes, you'll know what to say HUGS
ReplyDeleteWell....Thanks for the confidence. I have found over the years that my little grand kids seem have that hidden knowledge that come from within... Grown-ups never understand anything for themselves, and it is tiresome for children to be always and forever explaining things to them. So my advice is to level with your child or grandchild being honest. No one spots a phony quicker than a child. A child of five would understand this....Send someone to fetch me a child of five.
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