I was going through some pictures tonight and this one made me smile and my heart ache. That's me. My grandfather's on my right, and my grandmother is on my left. I was their first grandchild. We all look so happy. And tan.Faith is just entering the stage where she tries to grab your nose and take it off for a closer look. But I still have the silver bells on the shoes to look forward to.
Right now I feel baptized in molasses with motherhood. I can't even begin to imagine grandmotherhood. What is it like to hold the child of your child? It must be incredible.
I really miss her.
1 comment:
footprints1107 said...
Holding the child of your child is an incredible feeling, that I'm not sure I can find a word for it. It is just a feeling, that can't be described until it's felt. I admire you for recognizing and giving value to the extended family. Your parents and your husbands parents are very blessed indeed.
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