He loves my boys and the feeling is undeniably mutual. I knew I would love being a mama and watching my boys grow up, but I really didn't know how beautiful it would be to watch my parents loving my boys. It is an unconditional love just like parent and child. Watching the way they get excited when they know he's coming to see them or how every other word in the house is pawpaw this and pawpaw that when he's here. I adored my grandparents. I had this special bond with my grandma, this connection. I miss her and think of her all the time, even though it has been over 11 years since she has been gone. She would have adored them. My tiny men. But the silver lining is that my dad loves them just the same, and they have that special bond with him too. It's like she is a part of that somehow. Like she's a part of that love.
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