hi
when I think of my mother I think of her (picture her) at a family get together, sitting in her w'chair, alone, and looking at me, in mine, as though.....what? Face emotionless, as usual, so...............?
When I think of my grandson--younger? older?
Younger, just the most pleasant little boy who loved me to death.
Grown? as when he came out on his motorcycle ----very capable of many things and leaning toward N tendencies--a little too full of self. but not a hateful young man
He is one to be proud of, on one hand, and one to wonder about , on the other. Daughter days she doen't 'know' him anymore.
His N-father has the influence and KC thinks of his dad as his hero! That kills me!