Thursday, March 1, 2012


It was the eyes that caught me. Who is older, who younger? Logan seems much older than his three years, while his great-grandma still has mischief in her eyes.
The love between them is clear. Love knows no boundaries, not color nor location nor even age.

There is a sacred yet giddy love between grandparents and grandchildren. I’ve been blessed to experience it from both ends, and I can tell you, there is NOTHING better.

This image began as a snaphot, taken by Logan’s daddy. “Can you do something with it?” he asked. I could indeed.

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