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Bonds across the generations.
As a grandparent myself, I look at this picture with a different lens than I would have 20 years ago. I mean, you can see the pride in my dad’s eyes and the joy with which he “presents” his son to his father, but I now also see the joy with which my grandfather is interacting with his grandson too. There is so much unsaid in this picture though. The nine months of worry for both adults, for the family. Would this baby be born with spina-bifada like his half-sister before him? And while everyone was rejoicing in a healthy baby and a boy to boot, I’m sure there was…
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Out of one house and into another.
I worked at a clothing manufacturer for a year after high school because I had no idea what I wanted to be when “I grew up” and didn’t want to waste money going to college if I wasn’t sure. It was an eye-opening experience for sure and one that I am glad to have been through. During that year, my Mom and I were having a conversation about working, She had not worked outside of the house since before we were born and was looking for a way to make some money of her own. I suggested she try to get a job where I worked, she didn’t drive and…