You kinda know your kids love you but there is a case to be made against too much love. As you get older, their "love" turns into the kind of love you had for them when they were children. The problem is that we are NOT CHILDREN! Not yet!
We find ourselves sometimes performing for them so they will stop thinking we can't fend for ourselves. In reality. we've slowed down a little but not enough to be diapered. There is some comfort in knowing that they really do care but it would be nice if they were more discreet. I cite an example of a recent graduation of one of my beautiful granddaughters in New York City where all these people were grabbing my arm to cross a street or walking along the sidewalk. The grip they had on my arm was nearly as painful as if I were being mugged. Then I remember we grabbed their hands or arm when we crossed streets with them. I guess that's where they get it.
My plea is that unless I'm flat on my back and "I can't get up", leave me alone.
We find ourselves sometimes performing for them so they will stop thinking we can't fend for ourselves. In reality. we've slowed down a little but not enough to be diapered. There is some comfort in knowing that they really do care but it would be nice if they were more discreet. I cite an example of a recent graduation of one of my beautiful granddaughters in New York City where all these people were grabbing my arm to cross a street or walking along the sidewalk. The grip they had on my arm was nearly as painful as if I were being mugged. Then I remember we grabbed their hands or arm when we crossed streets with them. I guess that's where they get it.
My plea is that unless I'm flat on my back and "I can't get up", leave me alone.
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