Grandparents & Fingers

While growing up, Tony and I were both very close to a set of grandparents. They were very integral parts of our lives growing up. We both spent lots of time there and have wonderful memories of them throughout our lives. We also have great memories of times together with them once we began dating and into the beginning of our marriage. Unfortunately, they did not make it to meet Owen. We talk all the time about how we wish they were still here, or how they would "just love it" when Owen does something. We are sad that they are not here with us physically, but know that they are looking down on us and were probably an integral part of pleading with God that it was finally "our time" for a miracle......

All of that being said, one of the longest memories that I have of my grandpa was that when I would sit on his lap he always used to play with the tips of my fingers. I always wondered why he did it, but I never thought to ask. It just became something that he did and I grew accustomed to it as I grew older. In the past few weeks and in the rare moments that Owen is "still" which is usually right before sleep or right after waking up, he will at times play with the tips of my fingers. The first time he did it, it took my breath away because I immediately thought of my grandpa. I'm not sure if it is something that will continue for a long time, but I will cherish the moments with him when it does.

I can only hope that there will be more moments with Owen as he grows up when other little "traits" of our grandparents will appear. Tony and I will try our hardest to let him know what wonderful people they were and I know that others will as well. We miss them terribly, but know that they will always be watching over us.