Investing in Our Grandchildren's Future


Many people probably feel as I did when I had my first child: How can I possibly be a mother? I’m still my mother’s child! But my baby was born and there I was, hugging as I wanted to be hugged, loving as I wanted to be loved. I felt the same when I became a grandmother for the first time. Sure, I’d been a parent, but I was still my grandmothers’ granddaughter. The babies came, first twin boys, two weeks later a granddaughter, then another girl and another boy, and I kept hugging them as I wanted my grandparents to hug me, loving them as I wanted to be loved.
In my youth I had no experience with babies, never babysat or wanted to. By pure luck I got an education scholarship which I paid back by teaching in the public school system. My studies, followed by five years of teaching and a master’s in Early Childhood Education, taught me the enormous responsibility of preparing a new soul for life.  But they didn’t automatically prepare me for parenthood.
This past July I posted a piece titled “Conscious Parenting” about how the way we were parented unconsciously influences our own parenting (and grandparenting). For example, some people habitually copy dysfunctional parental behaviors without realizing it. Others see their parents’ flaws and try to make amends by raising their children differently without seeing how they sometimes err in the opposite direction. Still others treat their children as possessions whose reason for being is to satisfy their parents’ needs.
I believe, no, I know, that no job is more important, no role more vital to the future of our world, than parenting. When I became a mother at 27 I took this job very seriously indeed. My high standards and constant awareness of the disconnect between my ideals and the day-to-day reality of my inner thoughts and outer behavior made this the most difficult, gut-wrenching job I’d ever had, and I often despaired at my maternal limitations. Fortunately, my education and teaching experience coupled with my determination to do my best enabled me to be a good enough mother. Now I can honestly say being a parent is also the most satisfying job I’ve ever had.
I’m convinced that the combination of 1) raising and educating our children with conscious, loving intention, 2) working to protect their and their children’s future, and 3) knowing how our own shadows get in the way is the solution to global problems. I just wish I knew how to show our legislators their shadows. The majority of our Florida politicians seem unable to hug our educational system as they wanted to be hugged, love  and protect our children and planet as they wanted to be loved and protected. Their voting records say it all:  their personal biases and religious agendas take precedence over the welfare of future generations.
Like most parents, we began investing in our grandchildren’s futures long before they were born. Now they attend a school which likewise prioritizes children’s well-being, parental involvement, intergenerational communication and shared responsibility for each other and our Mother Earth. For instance, every fall the third-graders write a journal entry describing the most beautiful place in nature they can imagine and the parents respond to them in warmly affirming letters.
Since I forgot to mention or celebrate Grandparent’s Day this year (it fell on Sept.11th), I’d like to devote my next two posts to the stories our twin grandsons wrote and the responses of their parents. I suspect their words will demonstrate the benefits of investing in the future of our children and planet far better than anything I could write.

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  1. Thank you Jean, for the continued maternal out pourings, and for this post which is so close to my heart as a mum and no doubt every other parent or child who reads it. x

  2. “I just wish I knew how to show our legislators their shadows.” Generally speaking, at least the way I view it, self-absorbed people–most politicians–have a difficult time with reflection or examining their shadow. A moment of weakness, or what they perceive as weakness, is antithetical to their nature and purpose. That’s one man’s opinion, anyway.
    You were “lucky” to receive an educational scholarship, Jeanie? Hardly, I’d say. Now if I had gotten one, that would have been news.

    1. I think we all know politicians like that, Charlie. Power-driven people are possessed and consumed by the shadows of the masculine archetypes, especially the King and Warrior. This goes for women as well as men. The conscious King cares about justice for all and promotes the welfare of his subjects; the shadow King cares only about maintaining his power. The conscious Warrior protects and preserves life; the shadow Warrior destroys it.
      The luck involved in getting my scholarship was that I didn’t even know about the test and wouldn’t have taken it if a friend hadn’t casually mentioned the afternoon before that she was going to take it because she’d be bussed to another site and would get to miss an entire day of school! That sounded like fun so I signed up too. Everything good that has happened to me since hinges on that one chance conversation.
      I suspect if your school had given out scholarships for charm, blarney and heart, you’d have gotten one in a New York minute!

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