What if we could raise our children later in life?
Hear me out. I’ve been thinking about this for some time. Maybe it is because I am a parent of young adults now and I see them figuring their way through life.
The grandmas of this world have been through all the things and learned all the lessons and are so wise.
After age 50 even, women particularly stop second guessing their every action.
What if you could raise your family as the wise grandma.
I mean I understand all the logical and physical reasons why this can’t happen. But just for a moment, lets think about this as reality.
Children are raised by children.
We finish high school, we find employment or start a secondary education or both. In this time, where we are learning life and getting our own feet under us we often find a life partner too.
We learn about love and relationships and navigating all of that. While earning a post secondary degree.
Maybe our schooling is finished, maybe it isn’t and we have a baby. Now we are navigating adulting, relationships and motherhood. It is so so so much to handle.
It doesn’t allow much time for reflection and self care. We often find ourselves in way over our heads before we know it. Sleep deprivation mixed in with life navigation is a shit storm waiting to happen.
Add the stress of a failed marriage, a spouse who is unfaithful or abusive or both. Add a child with special needs. Add a heavy moment in time where you loose someone you love.
If grandma with all the life knowledge was in our shoes, I think her road would be easier.
Firstly she would have the knowledge of that sneaky little bitch we will call grief. She would know the feelings, what to do, and how to get through it. Listen up grief – hello, I see you, I feel you and you can have 10 minutes of my time today, after that you get going.
She would know all the tricks to raise amazing children.
She would have all the knowledge and patience to deal with children having struggle.
She would know about unfaithful partners. I could guess that rather than carry it around with her she might say – when you fuck around, you find out. I’m taking care of me today and your actions don’t seem on board for that so you can go.
As a master in productivity, time management and systems that work. This system we actually live seems flawed to me.
It seems unfair that grandmas have to live their life learning all the hard hard things and when they are the most powerful women, they are old and tired.
My grandma Noreen, she was icon and probably the hardest working lady I have ever known. In my eyes there was nothing she did not know. I miss her and her knowledge so much.
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