I plan to join a grandparent help group next week.
Generally the idea of sitting in a circle with a bunch of strangers, talking about our feelings, does not really appeal to me.
But I am over my head, in the deep end of the pool, struggling to tread water. And having a chance to connect with other people who are feeling the same way seems oddly comforting. I guess misery does like company.
I am hoping to find sympathetic ears in this group and maybe some helpful ideas. It gets lonely being in a different demographic than my peers. I have been thrust into a place where I need to interact with young parents (think about birthday parties, play groups, daycare events)and I feel quite out of the loop. Young moms and dads tend to look at me as a bit of an interloper, an unwanted chaperone. At least, that’s how it seems. Conversations are stilted and brief. Invitations to join them on a park bench as the kids play just don’t happen. I am not part of the cliche.
And my peers find my circumstance a bit daunting. Planning a coffee date or an evening out is not simple for me. I have to plan well in advance, get a sitter, and be home early. Spontaneous shopping trips and glasses of wine aren’t possible for me right now. So I don’t get invited out very often to chat with people my own age.
So I feel a bit like an outcast, and I fear that my grandchild may suffer for that. Will she also be shunned because of our uncommon family situation?
And so, I am hopeful that I will meet other grandparents that experience similar feelings. And maybe we can make our own little community.