I have always thought that we do some things that make no sense in our modern day world.
For instance, my grandmother (aka Nan) lives in Shepparton on her own. She is 87, and she has her life and routines, but she is perhaps a bit lonely.
I live 2.5 hours away with three children and a busy life. I am so busy that I rarely get to see Nan. Nan is not online so I can’t send her an email update, so she misses all of the good stuff.
Nan can talk the arms and legs off a chair. I can perhaps only handle a few hours at a time before I need to have a sleep from mental exhaustion. I don’t mean this in a bad way. I love my Nan, and admire her greatly.
I also have a 4 year old daughter Jasmine. She is at home with me at the moment until she goes to school next year. She can equally talk the arms and legs off a chair, and some days when at home alone with her and a new infant, I start to wonder why we live in a world where both Nan and Jasmine can’t interact with each other a little more.
I mean, they both love talking about absolutely anything, and they both have all of the time in the world to do it. Me on the other hand, would just like a break. Time out.
So…I was thrilled this morning when I read the following article in The Age online:It’s playtime, when elders, infants discover a magic bond
Yeah! Finally someone has thought to enrich the lives of two niches in society that really have the time for each other.