This weekend was my grandsons 9th birthday.
The backstory is bittersweet.
On December 20, 2007, I was sitting in the ER, as both my parents were admitted as patients.
My mom needed heart surgery for a serious blockage...
My dad was dying with congestive heart failure. He would be discharged into hospice care.
The doctor shared his news about my dad, and DD1 decided, rightfully so, that I needed to hear that I would be having another grandchild.
So on the night I learned I was losing my dad, I learned that I would have a new grandson.
The circle of life, if you will.
My dad died on Dec 29, and 8 months later, my grandson was born.
My grandson is now 9....half way to adulthood.
I miss my dad so much, but am so thankful for these young blessings in my life.
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I hope the pain of the loss of your Dad has eased to the point you can recall the happy times fondly.
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