Last night I became a grandmother.
Tonight, all I can do is stare at my little granddaughter’s picture. This is after seeing her twice today on two separate visits to the hospital.
Tomorrow we go see her again.
I am already hopelessly in love.
I haven’t felt this feeling EVER.
Perhaps because now I know how fast children grow up, how unpredictable life can be, how singular particular moments in time are.
Yes, I am completely in love.
My goodness.
Who knew?
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