Six Year Anniversary
Yesterday was the six year anniversary of this blog. I will always remember which day I started this chronicle as it was the day my grandson was born.
It is hard to contemplate that my mother has never known my sweet boy except through the lens of dementia. The soother to that realization is he is always happy to see her, and his experience of his great grandma is pure and loving. That’s the kind of child he is. He sees someone who loves and delights in him, nothing more, nothing less. Ah, to be six again.