My Magnificant, Magnanimous Michael


wpid-img_2913.jpgyoung michaelIn my youth, a long long time ago, I never imagined myself having children.  I did, two fantastic daughters.  I certainly did not imagine grandchildren.  I do.  Two wonderful grandsons.

And Michael, the eldest just turned 12.  Oh gosh I remember when I was 12, young, full of ideas.  Now that is Michael.

Michael, when you were born I was awed, so amazed at you.  I held you and was just a tiny bit fearful about what type of grandparent I would be.  But you my darling, are a most marvelous grandson.

You stayed with me often when you were a baby, any weekends I could snatch you away.  You slept at the foot of my bed, safely tucked away.  And I knew the morning you climbed out of bed on your own, that I was in for a busy ride.

You have grown so strong, so smart, so loving.  You have an empathy for others that boggles my mind.  I love you. and I find such delight in watching you grow into a young man.  But hey, could you slow down, soon you will be taller than me, and a man fully grown.    Stay strong, stay safe, stay happy my love.mike2

 

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