We asked readers of GRAND Magazine to share with us some of the profound changes that took place in their lives when they became a grandparent. The following are some
How I Taught My Grandkids the Fine Art of Gift-Giving | By Polly Tafrate For years, Christmas morning was always the same: my grandchildren’s frenzied opening of their presents,
A Poem for My New Grandson By Debra Karplus Welcome to the world, little boy. You’ve brought our family so much love and joy. Sleep peacefully, baby, your world is
By: Karla Sullivan I was shocked as I slowly pulled in front… only bits and pieces of the house could be seen. Not even a front or side door was
There’s little left that I can do. My bones are weak, my strength is gone; my days of lifting children high, of sending kites up to the sky, of playing
By Helene Thomas Tonya, Chloe, and Helene I received a desperate phone call from my daughter Tonya, who needed a babysitter for a few days. Unsuspecting of the hilarious situation
There is this lovely Christmas song about an orphan girl named, Maria, who finds a bird with a broken wing, it’s called, “The Gift.” Maria uses the little money she
Dear friends – As we bring the year to a close, we are looking at some big changes in spreading the word about A Kinship Guide to Rescuing Children for
I go “on safari” with my nine-year-old granddaughter in the forest that borders her suburban New York home. We step gingerly over branches of fallen trees, our feet crunching leaves
Mysteriously, like distorted life forms in a ’50s horror movie, boxes of cards, letters, Boy Scout badges, elementary school drawings, birthday party favors — and photographs! Endless photographs! – seep
Playwright/author Alice Childress has written, “Like snowflakes, the human pattern is never cast twice.” It gets pretty close with Willie Kaster and his grandson, Eric. Kaster remembers the start of
Grand Wisdom By Arlyne Parness Each of my two daughters is different. They are each correct. One loves to indulge her daughter in Barbie dolls and princess costumes, while the
I bought my grandson a gorgeous sweater. I asked the clerk to wrap it in special race-car paper and tie it with a huge red bow. When Timmy worked his
GRAND WISDOM BY JOSEPH MELUZZI Even though you’re too young to understand the words, maybe someday you’ll pick up this letter and understand and feel good. These are thoughts that