Its wicked hard for me to believe that today, its been two years since my mom passed. And now I'm a father. I would of loved for her to be able to see me become a dad. And to give her the joy of becoming a grandma. It feels like both my parents departed before their time and way too soon. But thats life.. And theres no avoiding it.
And now being a parent I find these moments of bittersweet understanding of how my parents saw the world.
My joy is overwhelming. And even though I cant share these moments with my parents, I keep them in my heart and mind.
My little girl is already making duck face.