A Grandfather’s comments …

I miss my granddaughter. She was born at the end of November.  She lives about an hour away, and for the first three months I visited at least once a week. Now, that drive is an insurmountable barrier. We did a video call yesterday. While she seemed a little interested in the screen in front of her, she didn’t connect it with grandpa. I miss my visits. I miss seeing her recognize me and smile when I arrive. I miss holding her, having her “talk” to me with nonsense sounds and me “talking” back. I miss feeding her. I miss her drooling on me and spitting up on me. I miss going on walks, and having her fall asleep in my arms. I miss my son and my daughter-in-law, too, of course. They have never drooled on me or spit up on me, which is a good thing. They can talk to me about interesting things and use complete sentences. A virtual visit with them is fun. But mostly, I miss my granddaughter. Babies don’t do virtual.

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