When my first daughter was born, my father was working out of the country. When he returned, she was about 3 months old. While visiting with my dad the other day, I was trying to recall when he first saw her. Dad proceeded to tell me with 100% clarity the day he met my baby. While my memory of that day had faded, his was crystal clear. He told me he remembers that day if it were yesterday. I never really knew how meaningful it was to Dad to meet his first grandchild. Now I do.
Laura
