I started what ultimately became a tradition the first time I held my brand new grandchild back in 1994. I had someone take my picture.
"I must capture this memory," I thought to myself. And then I decided that I would always have my picture taken the first time I held a new grandbaby.
What I didn't know then is the memory of that precious moment--all seven of them (so far!)--would be indelibly kept deep in my mind and heart forever.
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