Five Generations

I went to a Baby Shower over the weekend. Four generations present, fifth generation on the way. The matriarch will turn 100 next month. 

At the shower, I only knew the young mother to be.  She is a dear young friend of mine.  I’m old even to be her grandmother, but we became friends over the past few years by getting to know each other and sharing our life’s stories.  It’s a sweet friendship I cherish.

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