I received this in an email and decided to rewrite it for my grandchildren who I do not have yet. I hope they read it some day.
I’d really like for you to know about hand-me-down clothes and Goodwill; homemade cookies decorated around the kitchen table with family and friends, sun tea and leftover meat loaf sandwiches. I really would.
I hope you learn humility by being humiliated, and that you learn honesty by being cheated.
I hope you learn to make your own bed and mow the lawn and wash the car. And while you are becoming more independent, I hope you learn how to cook your own supper (even if it’s something simple!) and wash your dishes by hand.
And I really hope nobody gives you a brand new car when you are sixteen.
I hope you get a black eye or a busted lip fighting for something you believe in. Let someone else start the fight but stand strong and finish. And I hope you don’t forget that feeling of righteous anger or the willingness to fight for what you really believe in, no matter the personal cost!
I hope you have to share a bedroom with your younger brother or sister, that it is a place where there is no TV or computers allowed because it is to be a safe haven where you can learn to talk with the only other person who understands how unfair your parents really are!
And it’s all right if you have to draw a line down the middle of the room, but when they want to crawl under the covers with you because they’re scared, I hope you let them.
When you want to see a movie and your little brother or sister wants to tag along, I hope you’ll let them. Or decide that maybe if you are embarrassed to take them along, you shouldn’t go either.
I hope you have to walk uphill to school with your friends and that you live in a town where you can do it safely.
On rainy days when you have to catch a ride, I hope you don’t ask your driver to drop you two blocks away so you won’t be seen riding with someone as uncool as your Mom.
I hope that when you want a slingshot, it’s your grandfather or your Dad that teaches you how to make one instead of buying one.
I hope you learn to dig in the dirt and make sand castles and read books and make forts out of furniture and blankets.
When you learn to use computers, I hope you also learn to add and subtract in your head.
I hope you get teased by your friends when you have your first crush, and when (notice I didn’t say “if”) you talk back to your mother, I hope that she teaches you what a bar of ivory soap tastes like.
I hope you skin your knee climbing a mountain, burn your finger on a stove and stick your tongue on a frozen flagpole. I hope you have snowball fights with friends, jump into a pile of fallen leaves that you’ve helped rake and do a belly-flop in the YMCA pool.
I don’t care if you try a beer once, but I hope that if a friend offers you dope or a joint, I hope you realize that he is not your friend.
I sure hope you make time to sit on a porch with your grandparents or join us for Sunday dinners, invite us to your school plays and scouting events and then, go fishing with your uncle.
Above all, I pray that God is always known in your home, that He fills your heart with dreams that you can only live out with Him by your side.
I pray that your faith gives you the courage to do the great things – to love the unlovable, to share mercy with the unmerciful, and to seek justice for the broken people.
These are just some of the things that I wish for you – tough times and disappointment, hard work and happiness. To me, it’s the only way to appreciate life. I’m here for you whatever this life brings … So let my love give you roots
And help you find your wings
The good leave an inheritance to their children’s children,
but the sinner’s wealth is laid up for the righteous. ~ Proverbs 13:22
- Letters from Nana… (grannyintraining.com)
- A Proverb for Today – Proverbs 13:22 (part three) (mindrenewers.com)