Panic at the Park

Responding to girlieontheedges blog with prompt word Thunder

Some people call it coincidence, I like to call it the hidden hand of God shaping and moulding our lives, such was the case when my job was terminated four months after the triplets were born.

My daughter birthed triplets, two girls and a boy, three months premature, weighing 2 lbs each, immediately placed in incubators, enjoying the hospitality of the hospital for a further ten weeks.

My daughter also had a 15 month old son, and a family debate issued around finances, whether my daughter could return to work, she’s a teacher, and afford to pay for day care for four toddlers.

Four months after the triplets were born I was terminated from the company I had worked at for 30 years, and my daughter asked if my wife and I would be willing to look after our four grandchildren because she couldn’t afford to quit her job and could not afford daycare.

After a lengthy discussion my wife and I agreed and eventually ended up looking after them 11 hours a day for 13 years, including a fifth child born five years later.

There are many stories I could tell of those 13 years, but one in particular stands out when I took them to a park and we were caught in a summer storm with thunder and lightning crashing down around us while we were perched under the slide for shelter, enduring the onslaught for ten minutes, with eight tiny hands gripping my legs and screaming at the top of their lungs, we were soaked, but we survived.

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I'm a husband, father, grandfather, brother, uncle, mild cultural Catholic, mild Conservative, like to explore ideas. Let's journey together and discover new horizons.

12 thoughts on “Panic at the Park

  1. My grandfather moved in with one of his daughters and raised her kids while she was a flight attendant for at least 10 years- I was so jealous- I would have given anything to have had him raise me!

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  2. Reminds me of the saying, “when a door closes, a window opens”. How special for you and your wife and your grandchildren to have had that opportunity, Len. That story is precious. Hopefully, they were screaming in excitement, lol

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  3. Oh, Mimi. That is so sad. I know my wife and I would be devastated if that happened to us……but there is FaceTime, although it’s not the same as being there……and you’re absolutely right you do what you can for family.

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