Coffee stains and spit up

It’s the end of a long day. I’m wearing coffee from a mishap on the flight and spit-up from my precious grandson. I couldn’t be happier. When I’m able (more time/energy), I’ll elaborate on re-inventing relationships.

It’s good to spend time with M again. She’d cleaned and fixed a home cooked meal – everyone at the table was proud. Well, James (precious grandson) was mostly interested in grabbing my plate and playing with the stuffing, but I’m sure he would have been proud (given the proper awareness). Tomorrow promises to be a busy day. I’m glad we’re getting to enjoy our role as grandparents.


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