Yesterday we found out my nephew and his wife are having a girl. That means, by the end of February 2012, my parents will have three great-grandsons and two great-granddaughters. In an age when more people marry later in life, or not at all, or decide not to have children, it's rare to be alive with so many great-grandchildren.
It makes my mom's condition even sadder. She's alive but has no idea of her many blessings. She can't remember she has three children much less nine grandchildren and so many great-grandchildren.
Watching mom fade is torture for dad, but the great-grandchildren bring him a lot of joy. Dad turned 81 earlier this month and is in better-than-average shape. He swims an hour a day, six days a week, and still lives alone, managing a house and yard. I pray dad stays healthy many more years, but at least long enough to hold his fifth great-grandchild, Abigail Joy.
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