We don't write papers, we build scrapbooks
I can still remember the story my mother told me about how her sister freaked out when she learned her daughter was pregnant. Not because she wasn’t married, or they hadn’t been trying, but because, “I’m too young to be a grandma!”
Now, personally, I have been blessed with two granddaughters – both Emily and Caitlin had girls close to a year apart, so Nora and Maeve have entered the family. But my reaction to being a grandpa is vastly different from my Aunt. Hell, I struggle to get up out of a seat without groaning in pain, so I’ve already accepted the signals my body gives me in regard to my...
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