Post by toxophilite on Nov 21, 2012 3:42:43 GMT -5
Hi everyone, haven't had much to say for a while, but I read the posts every day. Now I am here for another whinge.
Friday is my grandson Nicky's 10th birthday, and we are having a family get together on Saturday to celebrate, which is very nice.
The problem at the moment is that I received a "leaflet" for lack of a better word, in the mail yesterday, announcing his baptism two days after his birthday, at 8am on the local jetty. This is the first I have heard about it, and I had no idea that Pam and Geoff, his guardians (with my consent) were at all religiously minded.
Don't get me wrong here, I have no problems with what other people believe in, I never had my own children christened or baptised, and I suspect this is going to turn out to be a huge social occasion with breakfast after the ceremony, which absolutely horrifies me. Not to mention the fact that I don't drive, so how on earth do they think I will get there so early in the day? Public transport does not run that early on Sundays.
It's kind of related to a phone call I had from Nicky recently, when I answered the phone he said "Hello Janet" and I did not recognise his voice. When I did, I said "Please call me grandma, not Janet".
Perhaps I am old fashioned, but I don't believe in children calling close family adults by christian name, and the whole latest scenario makes me feel like very minor player, which perhaps I am.
Obviously when an adult child dies, the ongoing problems become much more complicated, especially when there are young children involved.
I know there is nothing I can do about it, and basically I accept the situation, but I don't have to like it. Sometimes it feels as though Nicky is gradually drifting away from me.
Anyhow, enough of all that, thanks for listening girls, Love and hugs to all of you, Janet.
Friday is my grandson Nicky's 10th birthday, and we are having a family get together on Saturday to celebrate, which is very nice.
The problem at the moment is that I received a "leaflet" for lack of a better word, in the mail yesterday, announcing his baptism two days after his birthday, at 8am on the local jetty. This is the first I have heard about it, and I had no idea that Pam and Geoff, his guardians (with my consent) were at all religiously minded.
Don't get me wrong here, I have no problems with what other people believe in, I never had my own children christened or baptised, and I suspect this is going to turn out to be a huge social occasion with breakfast after the ceremony, which absolutely horrifies me. Not to mention the fact that I don't drive, so how on earth do they think I will get there so early in the day? Public transport does not run that early on Sundays.
It's kind of related to a phone call I had from Nicky recently, when I answered the phone he said "Hello Janet" and I did not recognise his voice. When I did, I said "Please call me grandma, not Janet".
Perhaps I am old fashioned, but I don't believe in children calling close family adults by christian name, and the whole latest scenario makes me feel like very minor player, which perhaps I am.
Obviously when an adult child dies, the ongoing problems become much more complicated, especially when there are young children involved.
I know there is nothing I can do about it, and basically I accept the situation, but I don't have to like it. Sometimes it feels as though Nicky is gradually drifting away from me.
Anyhow, enough of all that, thanks for listening girls, Love and hugs to all of you, Janet.