While he figured this all out, I was struck by how blessed we are to be able to compare the ages of four generations. Family is a constant for me. One thing that is always there, the firm foundation on which everything else it built. We gathered together this past Sunday to visit, laugh, and of course, eat. Everyone is comfortable. There are no awkward silences, just love. What a great thing to treasure.
Tuesday, May 10, 2011
Four Generations
Yesterday was my Grandma's 87th birthday. Wow, what a milestone. My youngest, who is only in Grade One, made a curious observation when he learned of his GG's age on the weekend. He realized that this is also the year I turn 37 and he turns 7. No, in case you are wondering, my own mom is not something-seven this year. That would be too coincidental!
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