Being a grandmother is an extraordinary journey filled with love, laughter, and cherished memories. But what makes my journey unique is the set of wheels that accompanies me on this joyous ride. Yes, you guessed it—I’m a grandmother in a wheelchair, and I wouldn’t trade this adventurous privilege for the world!
Life has a funny way of throwing surprises at us, and my journey into the realm of grandmotherhood took an unexpected turn – quite literally. As a sprightly grandma who happens to zip around in a wheelchair, I’ve come to realize that life’s most cherished moments don’t depend on how you get around or how many wheels you have; it’s the love and laughter that truly roll us forward.
The Perks…Oh yes, there are a few!
One of the perks of being a grandmother in a wheelchair is that I’m always at eye level with my grandchildren. I get to see their curious expressions up close, and they can easily climb onto my lap for a warm hug, a quick zip around a mall or a story. The twinkle in their eyes when they’re sharing their latest discoveries with me is simply priceless. It’s like having a VIP pass to their growing world!
Picture this: a grandmother in a wheelchair, cruising through a mall with her granddaughter leisurely chilling on her lap. It’s a sight that often invites curious stares, but little do they know that this grandma is on a mission to redefine the art of grandparenting. My wheelchair isn’t just a mode of transportation; it’s a vehicle for adventure, exploration and connection.
A Unique Perspective
You see, being a grandmother in a wheelchair has granted me a unique perspective. I refuse to be a mere observer; I want to be a co-pilot in my grandchildren’s escapades! I need our bond to be forged through a shared sense of wonder as we navigate life’s twists and turns together. I will forever choose to live in a way that will ensure that they don’t just see my wheels. No…I need them to see a spirit of resilience and an unwavering commitment to embrace life head-on.
Sure, there are and will always be challenges – the occasional mud puddle that turns into a muddy waterfall, or the battle to get to the ocean to build a sandcastle together.
But isn’t life itself a series of uphill battles and unexpected puddles?
My wheelchair offers the potential to teach my grandkids that challenges are just opportunities for creative problem-solving and, of course, a good laugh from time to time!
Being a grandmother in a wheelchair has taught me the power of perspective. It’s not about what I can’t do; it’s about what I can do differently. I don’t want my grandkids to remember the limitations; I want them to remember countless fun-filled times, the heartwarming hugs, the “sit-a-lap” moments and the wild adventures we share. I want them to see their grandmother as a source of boundless love, leisurely learning and limitless fun.
The bond between a grandmother and her grandchildren is something truly magical, and my wheelchair has not diminished that connection. In fact, I would like to believe that it has amplified it. I hope that when my grandkids see me overcome challenges and embrace life – mostly with a smile – that it will instill in them a sense of resilience and compassion that will serve them well throughout their lives.
So, here’s to rolling through grandmotherhood with a sense of humor, an open heart, and a spirit that refuses to be confined. My wheelchair might have four wheels, but my love for my grandkids gives me the momentum to go wherever their imaginations take us. I may not be able to run marathons or climb mountains, but I can share love, wisdom, and laughter in abundance. As we roll through life together, I realize daily that being a grandmother is not about the wheels you use but the memories you make – and oh, the memories we’re making, one roll at a time!
Inspiration… You are such an amazing person and I admire how you have coped and grown despite the wheels. Your grandchildren are as fortunate as we are to learn from you… God bless…
Vio, thanks so much…baie dankie!! Ek waardeer dit regtig xx