Grandparenting . . . Preschool Graduations
One of the delights of being a grandparent is the chance to participate in the joy of new milestones. This is a refreshing antidote to that wet blanket of boredom that can engulf older folks with the feeling of “deja vu all over again.”
The longer we assemble an experience base, the more life seems to echo with the sound of “same old, same old.” Today’s latest happening or style seems too similar, or is an exact copy, of those from yesterday which we remember all too well. Sometimes we can appreciate the skillful execution of a revival, but the plot holds nothing new. Grandchildren lift us out of that stagnation.
Two days ago, I attended my grandson’s preschool graduation event. The room was ringed with chairs filled with parents and grandparents. The four year-olds trotted in with infectious enthusiasm, each wearing a mortar board topper filled with bright lettered quips. Each was called up by their gracious teacher who gave them each special praise. They received a necklace with their name, a special ring, and a colorful certificate with lots of sparkles that proclaimed their successful completion of their last year in preschool.
The smiles around the room were contagious. The mirth and joy were genuine. The delight was real. The cupcakes and strawberries served afterwards were enthusiastically enjoyed by all.
Life goes in cycles. Before preschool, the last graduation I attended was for my daughter’s doctorate. That day was very special, but it wasn’t my first university commencement. This day, in contrast, was very different. Preschool graduations are something brand new for me. I hope I get a chance to attend many more.
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