My heart grew for them both that day

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I am proud of both of my children in their own right. But with my son, the most precious thing I can recall was when he walked out of the delivery room with his oldest son in his arms. He was holding him close against his chest, cradled protectively in his strong arms, shoulders hunched forward for further protection from the outside world. He was looking down into that precious face and there was so much love and wonderment, and awe clearly visible in the tears streaming down his young cheeks.

My heart grew for them both that day. Proud, loving him even more if that could be possible. I could never begin to explain that emotional day for a new grandmother.Through the eyes of your children, can happen at every age. – Eileen ♥