Flew up to Seattle this week. Not because work said so, but because I wanted to see my daughter, son in law and our Grandkid.
Man, she’s cute. She didn’t know what to think of the bearded guy, and it took her a few days to warm up. She did.
We ate some killer (and not so good) seafood, had us a brunch or two, and enjoyed each others company.
It’s cool to see your kids growing up, and raising other kids It’s a little different; you have to respect their ways, and sit back and enjoy it. You did things your way, they wanna do things theirs. The fruit it seems, doesn’t fall too far from the tree.
We went up to Seattle, and over to ocean shores. We watched hockey and I drank a beer I’ve never heard of. We laughed a little bit. We had some great and bad brunches. We saw the pacific ocean, and we all had a moment. Yeah, it was cool.
At the end of the day, Family means everything. You can ride, you can see the world;, but when you see a little kid staring back at you that is your own, it’s more important than anything you had in your head before that.
Pass it down.