Max and I were at the piano the other day. Max looked up and pointed to the picture of Great Grandma, Great Grandpa and Gramma and said, "Great Grandma." I said yes, that's right Max, that's Great Grandma. She is my Grandma. I know he will never know her really, but I'm glad he recognized the picture and knows she's important.
The passing of time is so hard for me. As I age, I am seeing that I need to accept aging and even changing responsibilities to come. I'm not really ready to grow up like this, but I guess I have no choice.
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