A couple years back I was asked to be a Nanny for
a weeklong period of time. The parents were going to go on a trip. The children
were all old enough to be as school so I was able to work or get things done during
the school day. I was with the children when they were out of school. I did
everything from sleeping there; driving them around to their various activities,
to helping them get their homework done. Any and all of those little jobs that
are encompassed in the being a parent category I fulfilled. For a week I worked
with them, played with them, comforted them and encouraged them. It was fun to
load up all the children and take them to their activities and then pick them
up and hear about all the goings ons of that particular activity. There were
adventures to be found when I would make their meals and I would not do it the
way they thought I should and or surprise them with my different ideas, I
introduced to them. There was a time when the son forgot his homework at home
and he called me up and I brought it to him, followed by his gratitude. There
were many other events that took place that if I had written them down sooner I
would remember them better. However what I walked away with after that week,
with these children, was most precious. I drove home that Saturday and the
following days there was a definite hole in my life. I missed them! Of course
there were things I didn’t miss that are not so glamorous when working with
children day in and day out. Yet, those are shadows and really only made the
sweet things even sweeter. I developed a love for those children and they for
me. Of course they were glad to see their parents after the week but even to
this day when I see one of them around their eyes light up and a smile warms
their face, followed by my heart. They no longer need me they are old high
school students and beyond at this point but they shared with me their family
and their love this I will always remember the time they shared with me their
home!
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