Relocating Grandparents

    I am a grandmother.  I had always heard how wonderful it would be to be a grandmother.  Well, now being one, I can say wonderful isn't all it is!  Watching your child and their partner parenting, seeing your grandchild grow physically and cognitively, and being a part of their lives, is such a blessing!  I think it is  "heaven on earth"!  Since there is geographic distance between our home cities, it is a special time when we can be together.

    I am a Relocation Consultant.  I assist people with their relocation questions:  location of retirement communities or  family communities and homes available in these manufactured home communities.  Often I hear how grandparents are looking for a "Winter" home.  These are those grandparents who do not wish to be far from their families year round.  Wow, I can understand this first hand!  It is my pleasure to "connect" with "fellow grandparents", as we all share being a part of, and have membership in, this "Grandparent Club".

    I am here for you  - as well as family - in fact, let's just say we are extended family - one helping the other in times of need.  Relocating can be a new adventure, and one worth the journey!  Think about it - with each new adventure may come some additional "heaven on earth"!

~ Mary Blair, Newby Realty   www.newbyrealty.com

Quote:
"Surely, two of the most satisfying experiences in life must be those of being a grandchild or a grandparent". ~Donald A. Norberg


A Bit of Humor:  Courtesy of Michael B.
She was in the bathroom, putting on her makeup, under the watchful eyes of her young granddaughter as she'd done many times before. After she applied her lipstick and started to leave, the little one said, "But Gramma, you forgot to kiss the toilet paper good-bye!"

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My young grandson called the other day to wish me Happy Birthday. He asked me how old I was, and I told him, "62."
He was quiet for a moment, and then he asked, "Did you start at 1?

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After putting her grandchildren to bed, a grandmother changed into old slacks and a droopy blouse and proceeded to wash her hair. As she heard the children getting more and more rambunctious, her patience grew thin.
At last she threw a towel around her head and stormed into their room, putting them back to bed with stern warnings. As she left the room, she heard the three-year- old say with a trembling voice, "Who was THAT?"

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