As a child, every little kid loves going to Grandma and Grandpa’s house. You get to do what you want, eat what you want, all while making memories with your grandparents. When you are little, you never imagine you will outgrow going to your grandparents' house. For me, it is a different story. To this day, at age 19, I still go to my grandparents' house. No, it does not have to be a special occasion. For me, it is the joy of seeing them and catching up.
In the summer time, I go to my Nana and Popa’s house, and even though I am 19 years old, I still love to play on the tire swing and get spun around on the tree swing until I cannot see straight. I cannot imagine a summer without going to my grandparents' house. So many college kids take their grandparents for granted. I am proud of how close knit my family is. Every holiday is celebrated at my grandparents' house. My Nana’s cooking is the best, in my book. She never messes up one single meal. I feel like so many kids of my generation outgrow going to their grandparents' house.
Not only do
we have loads of fun playing in the front yard, we also work with my
grandparents' garden. In the summer time, we have corn to shuck and okra we
have to cut and fry. Shucking corn is my favorite of the two. I love peeling
back all the layers until you get to that beautiful corn that God has made. I
have learned about many types of corn, and have conquered my fear of little
corn worms. My Nana jokes with me and says that I act just like a city girl.
The years of going to my grandparents' house have taught me a lot. I love when my Popa has story time about when he was young, and how things use to be back in the day. All the people I never got to meet, and all the fun that was had before technology even existed. Sometimes I think to myself, “I wish I could go back to those days that they talk about.”
Honestly, writing this article has made me emotional because you do not know how long you will have with them. I believe that too many kids of the older generation think that they have all the time in the world with their grandparents -- until that day comes and they are no longer with us. Every day is precious with your family members. My message to everyone who has read this is don't let time pass by with your grandparents -- call them and tell them you love them. A simple phone call to your Nana or Popa will make their day. I love my, “Good morning and I love you,” text from my Nana every Sunday. The little things are what matter most in this life. So please tell your grandparent’s you love them, and that they mean the world to you. I know mine mean the world to me.
