This morning I got to attend the blessing of my nephew, Paris Ashcroft's first baby. We had the blessing in my sister's home. As Paris blessed his son, Graham Paris Ashcroft who is now a month old, I could feel the generations of family around us, not only in Wendy's home, but on both sides of the veil. It was a small glimpse of eternity as I could picture Paris and Ali's children to come, and Graham's children and so on.
My son, Ryan and his wife, Becky were there, who are still technically newly weds. They had been holding the baby before the blessing. Becky smiled and beamed at Graham and then at Ryan with longing in her eyes. They have been waiting to get insurance to start a family. I hope it is soon for them. I'd love to have another grandchild or 20. One is just not enough.
I am so very blessed with a close family who not only live close, but who love and care for each other and me. I'm so blessed with close friends who some are as close as my family. As I age, I realize that the good relationships are what truly matter, good relationships with loved ones and with my Savior and Heavenly Father. It is what is most important.