The Christian parable of the Prodigal son, explains
…a man had two sons. The younger one took his inheritance and went off to squander it and was lost. The other stayed at home to help his father.
One day the younger son returned, broke and repentant and the father called for the “fatted cow” to be killed for a feast and showered him with clothes and gifts..
When the older son returned from work and saw the celebrations he became angry with the father because the father had never given him a party.
The father reminded the older son that all he had belonged to the older son but that they should celebrate the return of the younger son as he had been lost to them.
I never understood this parable as a child, I thought is was very unfair on the son who stayed behind. but now I realise it is about love , repentance and forgiveness and celebrating that. As a mother I will always love my children equally no matter what.
Not that my son has squandered his inheritance or been lost, but he does live far away and when he occasionally comes to visit, I spend a week preparing the house and preparing food to my daughteres amusement, as she takes us as she finds us and just has whatever food as around. LOL!
So I have been busy these past few days with my son , who I shall call Bloggerman, his wife Wittylady and his two boys, Junior aged 7 and Cheekyboy aged 4) We had a great time at Eureka, we also spent yesterday in Manchester at the Museum of Science and industry. We all watched the Olympic sports and the closing ceremony and my son who I shall call Bloggerman and his wife Wittylady had a good night out with his old friends.
Bloggerman and Junior pulling faces at the Mueum of Science and Industry Manchester.
Grandma having a good time!
Wittylady being coy
These adult Chinese tourists were having great fun solving the children’s puzzles!
Trains are always interesting to little boys
Cheekyboy put it together
A grumpy penguin at Eureka
Meanwhile, husband has been looking at flights trains and hotels for a trip he is planning to the South of France, when I go to Boston at the beginning of October.
Now I go away on my own all the time and he doesn’t worry about me, but I couldn’t help a moment of panic when he announced these plans. ( “he is 72, a bit doddery and what will he do without ME to look after him!) Like an overprotective mother my first instinct was to put him off!
Then I stopped myself… he is a grown man, he looked after himself and travelled all over the world before I came along and besides, he IS 72, I should encourage him to do things on his bucket list, he may not get another opportunity and if a disaster happens at least he was enjoying himself.
So I smiled and said ” how great, what an adventure it will be!”
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