There's very little time to blog today, but I can't let this day close without mentioning that this is Henry's 5th birthday. Five years ago this evening, my daughter Katie and her husband Bill changed my life. The most beautiful and precious bundle, my first grandchild, was placed in my arms. Love as I knew it evolved into something new, something deeper, something so profound. Something that will last until my last breath and beyond. Being a grandparent is an amazing transition in one's life. Unlike parenting, this graduated status allows us to love completely but without the weighty responsibility that every decision, every choice might have life-long repercussions! It's a joyful connection, one I knew existed but couldn't possibly understand until it happened. My joy was doubled the day little Pete joined us, two and a half years later. Love can exponentially expand with each new grand baby, as I have realized.
Happy Birthday, Henry. And as I borrow this beautiful sentiment from my friend Liz, who shares it with her two little grandsons, and as Henry and I now say to each other, "Henry, how much do I love you?" "You love me to the moon, and back." Yes, Henry, and Pete. I sure do. And then some.
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| Love at first sight... |
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Henry at 14 months
(Photo by Irene Goyette, Bennington VT) |
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| On his way to growing up... |
