Welcome to the Clan
Hi Nathan, this is your Grandpa Ritchie writing to welcome you to the clan. We are so glad you came, although your early arrival caught us unawares.
I'm sure you'll like it here I've been around for 50 odd years and I've found life to be great. There are a few things we'll have to share but I guess some of it can wait. Actually life has been really good this past month, first I got a new computer then along came you, I'll show you how to work it whenever you are ready. I have already been looking for children's programmes but I have not came across any for 0 - 6 months yet. The day after you were born I found a small ball in the garden so I washed it and popped it in the envelope along with the note, there's plenty of room at your place for playing with balls. If you want to play for Scotland you cannot learn ball skills young enough.
If you have any trouble with your parents just let me know, my number is in their little book by the phone. I know your dad never stops, but I hope he has not got you working already because every time I visit you are sleeping. I've never had any problem with your mum so things should be ok on that front.
Well you'll soon be a week old and it just dawned on me that it's unlikely that I will be around when you experience the joy I have had this past week. So let me tell you a little about how it feels. I saw your little cot the moment I stepped in the room, you were sleeping, but not for long, who could have slept through all that talk, they went on and on and on. When you awoke I waited patiently for my turn to hold you as you were passed from one person to the next. I was in no hurry for I had a lot to tell you. It was a moment of sheer joy and ecstasy when I held you in my arms. Of course I did not show it as Grandpas can keep their feelings to themselves when they want to.
I can remember the touch of your soft skin and the distinct smell that all new babies have, but you were not simply a new baby, you were special, you were my grandson. I touched your little hand and you gripped my finger so tight, it was a moment to be remembered forever. You were so strong. Your grandma's and mummy chatted on about who you looked like, each claiming you reminded them on someone from their side of the family. To me you were like no one else in the world. You were Nathan, a miracle of life and reproduction. All the handling and being passed about was a bit much for you as you could not keep your eyes open. When you yawned and made faces at me I knew exactly what you were thinking, it was time for all the others to go for we had a lot to communicate.
I looked at your dad to see if it would trigger anything in my mind about the day he was born, but no, the feeling today was so different. When your dad was born I could hardly take the time off work to visit him and his mum in hospital. She's your grandma you know, being married to a grandma may take a little getting used to. I can see your arrival has done her a power of good; I have not seen her so excited for a long time.
Things have changed over the years and with you arriving they are going to change even more. On my way here I saw a kite in a shop window, then as the teenagers sped past in their cars I realised you will need to learn to drive. Never mind I'll start brushing up on my highway code now; I expect things have changed a little since I passed my test. I have a few other things planned, but we will have to work round your mum, as women do not seem to understand these things. Never mind, all us men folk have had to learn, there's ways to work them; just don't let them know about it, and whatever you do, don't get on the wrong side of them or you're in deep trouble.
As you lay in my arms gripping my finger I could see you were destined for high places. No ordinary job would suit this new recruit. A headmaster perhaps, no you did not seem to like that idea as your little face frowned. A doctor, yes we have never had a doctor in the family, well at least that brought a smile. You could possibly even be a Prime Minister but then they don't seem to do so well nowadays, a bit dithery for you I think. Well never mind we have some time to work on that, I could see you were getting tired so I said, enough dreaming for now, tomorrow is a whole new day.
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David, I loved your letter to your grandson! It was so sweet! I'm sure he will treasure it when he's old enough to read - maybe as he's studying to be Prime Minister! =) God bless you and your grandson! Donna