I always assumed I’d be a granny and was determined to be a hands on one since my own parents and the other GF died before my two sons started school, and the remaining Gran lived a long way away ( we saw her once a year and she kept up a correspondence with them both until she died). So it hasn’t worked out the way I’d hoped at all, one son’s wife now requires 24/7 care, and a child is out of the question, and the other son and wife have one son with no plans for another. As I wasn’t around when he was small, and now only get to see the family about once a year due to distance, I have not developed a close bond with my grandson who is now 14. This poor boy carries all the hopes for the continuance of our family line as my two sisters remained childless, my husband’s brother remained childless, one of my sons looks to be remaining childless, so that leaves just my one grandson to continue my and my (ex) husband’s family line!
Although I feel a twinge of self pity when my age mates share pictures of multiple grand and great grandchildren, I have no expectations or hopes based on my grandson. . We are all insignificant ants in this vast universe and there are far more important things to be concerned about. The world seems to be bent on self destruction and the next several generations will have the job of building it back up or going down with it. They will need to be strong and resourceful and I don’t envy them, but I think there are those that have the capacity to do it. Meanwhile, when I give up my part time job, I will have to settle for a dog! and, if I have the energy, volunteering as suggested by others.