TODAY the earth greeted another guest. It seems impossible - but isn't - that my granddaughter has given me a great-grandchild.
His name is Alexander and he will grow up to conquer hearts, I am sure. Let us hope he is wise and generous and kind to everyone he meets and spreads his mother's infectious giggle.
Today, January 20, 2010, seems very important to me. I catch myself with a lump in my throat, tears in my eyes and a dozen memories flashing through my mind.
I feel the small body in my arms, even though I've not held him yet. I yearn to watch his face wrinkle and twitch and his mouth pucker and tremble.
May Alexander always be a joy and know much of it himself. (joy, that is) - femminismo
"Our grandchildren accept us for ourselves, without rebuke or effort to change us, as no one in our entire lives has ever done, not our parents, siblings, spouses, friends - and hardly ever our own grown children." ~ Ruth Goode