I am sitting here with tears just watching Ayden sleep in my lap. He looks so much like his Daddy. Time just flows like a broken down dam. Bittersweet.
I love being this boy's Nana. I love that he was the one that made me Nana. Our relationship is so strong today. So much love between us. A bond. I hope we never lose it.
So tonight I just gaze down at the beautiful face of my beloved first grandchild, I wish so much for him. In these quiet times, where he is so still, the thoughts run deep.
I live for these moments. I feel so alive.
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2 comments:
Isn't it amazing the feelings those little shits can ring out of us? Shuch a different, and in some cases, stronger love than we had for their parents. I aslo miss my grandkids sleeping in my lap or on my chest as we reclined in my chair. Good memories.
You got that right John! Exactly right. I don't know what the phenomenon is with grandkids but I like it! ;)
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