My grandson, Bryan, is a tat-artist and owns a tattoo shop. He sent me the one he just did and he said he thought of me when he did it. I was thrilled by his comments and his work. It was an Academy Award to me. He is such a sweet person and it oozes out in many ways.
Not too long ago I went to his shop for the first time. I don't like needles even to sew but I like him more than I could ever say and I did not want to be squeamish even watching him work on another person. Grandchildren allow every grandmother to throw caution away and just love them endlessly.
So, I look at him and feel an overwhelming sense of pride. And a grandmother's overwhelming sense of love. Bryan, you make me so happy every time I think of you. What a gift that is to me! I thank God for you!
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