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Don't you just love milestones, Walt? They are the lovely
"measuring stick" moments of life that, for me, also carry a little
apprehension with them. They are joyful transitions rites in the
timeline that we can relive through our progeny, like the first day of
school, first love, and first job .
Watching my grandson reminds me of my season ticket to life, my
free gift-pass to all the events of the temporary happening of my
existence. The apprehension part is about the "T" word (temporary),
and it gathers momentum as I venture deeper into the domain of
grandparenthood.
When the memory that connects me to my own youthful milestones
is touched by the celebrations of the newer generations, especially
family, I hear a song that could make angels weep joy. All this
because I just saw pictures and video of my grandson's first haircut.