I have a nephew Isaac who shares a striking resemblance to my late father. If you could go back in time 13 years ago, my dad use to watch him for my sister just like my mom is watching Kaia now for me. It is quite a special site to see him growing up into become a young man. Yet still, he carries so many mannerism of my dad, it’s hard not to believe that a small part of him was passed into Isaac before he passed.
Tonight while playing with Kaia, I saw traits of my mom rubbing off on her. I am so thankful that my mom gets to spend 5 days a week with her. My mom is 73 yrs old and although in fairly good health, nothing is promised to us at anytime. It is my mom’s wish to just walk with her into kindergarten, I would like to push that date back to walking down the aisle. Nevertheless, Kaia knows and loves her grandma already. Seeing the two of them together gives me a joy that is unexplainable but to say it is divine. I am so thankful that I have at least one parent to share this joy with. Hopefully, it will be for many more years to come.
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