Tomorrow is my "baby" son's birthday. He will be 31 years old. (Thinking to self that I am NOT a spring chicken anymore.)
Yesterday said "baby son", his older sister and her son, came by to visit. I had not seen this particular grandson in about 3 years. My grandson is man grown and mighty fine. They are all mighty fine to me.
It never ceases to amaze me, when I look at my children and grandchildren, at how grown-up they are and how mature they are. It seems like only yesterday that each of them were just babes-in-arms.
It occurs to me sometimes that I have not accomplished much in life. I sometimes think I have made so many bad choices and squandered my resources.
Then I see my children, grandchildren and yes, the great-grandchildren. And I know I did alright after all.
Saturday, January 23, 2010
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For me, seeing my grandchild...puts it all in perspective. Knowing she is happy and healthy is quite a blessing.
ReplyDeleteYou, my friend have come a LONG way and done quite well! I look at you and wish I had have the drive and determination you have.
Blessings, andrea