My First Born Grandson
- Mary Ann Parfitt
- Aug 25, 2022
- 1 min read

After years of thinking I would never have a grandchild, causing me deep depression, I finally was informed that my daughter was indeed pregnant. This was not the most opportune time, but I was excited just the same. He was born premature, at 3lbs 6oz but 23 inches long, he was healthy but had to stay in the hospital a couple weeks after my daughter was released.
Once he was 5lbs we they took him home. I got to keep him over night every weekend to give them a chance to spend some time alone. I was still you enough to enjoy spending this time with him and we developed a bond that is unbreakable.
In a week he will be 14. The years have flown by. Today I taught him how to kayak. He loved it. I told him that I loved kayaking too and I would be kayaking until I am old and can no longer get in or out of the boat. He said to me "then I will take you and help you in and out of the boat." I can't even tell you the love that filled my heart in that moment.
God has a purpose.

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