Thursday, January 21st, 2010
On the day after Christmas 2009, my first grandchild arrived. Many women describe the feelings similarly: thrilled, awe-struck, humbled. For months prior to birth, everyone asked, "What is he going to call you?" "Oh, I don't know," I said. "He will name me something. My already-a-grandmother friends warned, "You'd better pick a name or you'll end with Pickle or Moo-Moo." It never occurred to me to name myself. But the more I thought about it, the stronger I felt.
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