Thirty-seven years ago tonight, I became a grandmother at age thirty-seven.
If my son looks young in this picture of him holding his newborn son, it is because he was young - three months shy of his 19
th birthday. I was the same three months shy of my 19
th birthday when he was born.
I took this photo of Brock and his sister, Alyssa, in March. He is a father of three young boys now.
I didn't get to celebrate many birthdays with my grandson, but I, three of his great-grandparents and two great-great grandmothers were there for his first birthday celebration.
I'm not helping him celebrate his 37
th in person, but I did finally get the planter he made for me two years ago installed and planted today.
Happy Birthday Number One Grandson. Love, G'ma R
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