It's three weeks since we lost our Gil, and I'm trying to find some semblance of "the new normal". After spending 30 years with someone, it's very strange making choices and decisions about everyday things, without consulting that person or taking their feelings and desires into consideration.
"Life goes on." He would say, often.
To prove his point, last week, Gil's twin grandchildren were born. Unfortunately, they didn't get to see their grandpa on this earth, but I believe they "met" in the cosmos between birth and death, if there is such a thing. He's watching over them, and us.
In the middle of all this grief and sadness and shock, the twins are more than a blessing. They are a great gift. A carrying-on. The next generation.
Hopefully their parents won't mind me sharing these pictures for this week's 52 Snapshots of Life post, hosted by The Lazy Pitbull.
Without further ado, here are "my" youngest grandkids:
Big sis Lucy (ha ha I love that!) and her little brother, Drew!!
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| Lucy! |
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| Drew! |
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| And for fun: Gil (boy on far right) and HIS siblings, parents and grandparents! |
