Fathers

I posted earlier about the loss of my father before he had a chance to meet my son, his grandson.

A moment. As my son, a baby really, and I drove to pick up my wife, this son came on the radio. I think I played it all afternoon and when I hear it, I think of him, my father, that day, my baby in his seat. Listening to this song brings back a moment I doubt I could ever forget, and for that I am thankful.