…..recently visited with kids and grandkids in Mpumalanga….left with a deep ache in my heart…realised again that the love we have for our grandchildren is something so unique, something so delicate and so deep that words cannot describe it….the little flutters of remembered facial expressions, furrowing of the brows, the cock of one eye, all little reminders of the family that is condensed in these little wonders….they truly are magical little people and I am saddened by the lapses in time between visits…times of wonder and experience and growing up that I miss….them moving into a more grown up version for the next  visit….


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