Easter Saturday feels like a waiting game, waiting for some good news, patience is required and a time for some quiet reflection.
Being estranged from a grandchild/grandchildren is similar, a waiting game.
As time goes on weeks turn into months, months turn into years it seems endless, but hang on in their, faith is required.
Many grandchildren will be waking up on Easter Sunday wondering where their grandparents are, afraid to mention them in case it causes a row.
As I keep saying that does not mean they have forgotten you, they just have to also play a waiting game.
No child should ever have to wonder where one of their parents/grandparents/uncles/aunts/cousins have gone, no adult conflict should involve the children.
Being able to have the opportunity to tell our grandchildren that they are loved, is what every estranged grandparent dreams of.
Those who have never experienced the heartbreak of estrangement have no idea at all what it is like, it is the same for the children.
Any grandparent reading this who is in the privileged position of having a wonderful relationship with their grandchildren, never take it for granted, give them and extra hug this weekend and tell them you love them, even if they are at the stage where they find all that stuff far too embarrassing!
Have faith that your grandchildren will seek you out, and a hug speaks volumes. No words necessary.
I wish you all a peaceful Easter and I hope your waiting game will end soon.