My grandchildren are growing inside my children
right now. As we move closer to actually seeing them
and holding them, the less and less I care about what
they are or who they are. I want them to be beautiful
but I can not control that. I want them to be smart
but I can not control that either.
However, I want them to be loved and I CAN be part
of that and I will, no matter what.
They may call me Gramps or they may call me Big Tom
but I don't care what they call me, as long as they CALL
me - all the time.
Tom "Gramps" Crowley
still waiting for something
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