Little Ones

The other day I was speaking to my daughter on the phone. I have always called her my “Little Little”. At the age of twenty-five, I wonder if that is still appropriate. We were discussing age; she was amazed that her uncle is Sixty-two years old. She stated now she knows how I feel when my children continue to grow older.

I am blessed with three beautiful children; who are independent and continue to grow and learn. I am grateful for all of the people in my life that make it all worth living.

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