This past weekend we spent in New Mexico celebrating the eighth birthday of gran number four. His birthday was Saturday and he was also baptized that day. It was a wonderful day in every way.
Each time we visit our grans and their amazing parents I find myself lingering longer when it is time to go. Studying each face and trying to memorizing each feature of their precious faces. Listening intently to their voices so I can replay our conversations over and over again in my mind. Remembering their words and the funny things they say.
Each visit is a gift, a blessing. But the parting brings me such great sorrow.
1 comment:
Sweet post. Glad your weekend was memorable ;)
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