Friends, I am hopelessly and happily in love with my Granddaughter. I am her Naani..hindi for your mother’s mother. How great this is.
My nephew, whose birth I attended and his wife had a daughter on Sunday. These two girls are almost three weeks apart. Somehow in the great scheme of things I think they, along with a cousin just a year older, will be great friends. Unique, giving loving friends.
My cousins and I are close as sisters. I think the same will happen with them…
Our daughter, a continually amazing woman, is enjoying her time with her little one. I think she is a marvelous mother already.
I want good things for her little family to continue.
Some time, not to be posted, I will write what I recall of Margaret’s birth. But so she can some day have what I remember. So every year when her mother tells her the story… she’ll know what I remember too.
Hopeless, I’m hopeless, and I don’t want to be any other way but in love…
God abide
Bobbie Naani
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