Ronnieisms

Last night my Grandson Brad, his fiancee Tanya, her daughter Alycia and my great grandson Connor came to dinner. I wish that I could put into words the feeling that I had when I held Connor in my arms. Besides being a hunk of 26 lbs, he's beautiful. When he smiles, which is often, his dimples just explode. When he looks at me as if he's trying to figure out just who I am and how we're related, he stares right into my eyes without blinking. I want to squeeze him so tight that he would feel his blood coming thru my body. It's the strangest feeling, holding the next generation of the family and actually being lucky enough to experience that feeling of family continuance. My wife and I had these silly smiles on our faces all night while watching him run through the apartment, stare at us and smile like he really belonged. Last night depression could not enter our home.