What a lovely afternoon. Sitting with the number one son and his family. The familiar feeling, getting comfortable again. Seeing the number one grandson sleep on our couch. How can that alone be so satisfying? Talking to the first-born granddaughter and realizing that she is a young lady now, not the little girl who left here six years ago. I could spend a lifetime talking with her, learning from her, sharing with her. And the younger boy, how sweet he is to tolerate our attention at an age that he really would prefer to be left alone to grow up without attention. And how many times I have wished to have the daughter in law here to ask her about painting, decorating, choices of details… Well, they are out with a friend for the night, but tomorrow I get to savor another day of a complete family. The Man was weak but happy, but he rallied well for the important occasion. He is sleeping so peacefully beside me tonight that I must ask myself, “Is there really anything more?” I can’t imagine that there is anything worth more.