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Loving My Granddaughter Angelica Like It's Crazy2


Don’t you see that children are GOD’s best gift?
        the fruit of the womb his generous legacy?
Like a warrior’s fistful of arrows
       are the children of a vigorous youth.
Oh, how blessed are you parents,
       with your quivers full of children!
Your enemies don’t stand a chance against you;
      you’ll sweep them right off your doorstep. ~ Psalm 127:3-5, MSG 


After I lost my oldest son on May 2, 2017, I miraculously developed a deeper and stronger love for my surviving son, my surviving grandchildren, and my surviving great-grandson—a love that I never knew was possible. What my loss daily reminds me to never do is to never take any life for granted—to never assume my loved ones will live long, healthy, and prosperous lives.

I love each one of my grandchildren, but my granddaughter has a special place in my heart because she is my only granddaughter. I know that sounds like I am favoring her more than my grandsons, but I assure you that I am not. She is the answer to my prayer.

My former spouse and I prayed that our second child would be a girl. That prayer didn’t come true. But as God would have it, that son—our second child—gave us our first and only granddaughter. This truth is why Angelica is special to me.

Pictures of my granddaughter are in this posting’s featured collage. These pictures were taken in 2016 and 2017.

Below is a couplet I wrote for my granddaughter in September 2017. She truly is golden—priceless—to me. I thank God, every day, for His precious gift called Angelica.


For Angelica

She walks in beauty and the Lord delights
To clothe her sublimity in gold lights.


Family is everything to me. Each day, I thank God for His precious gifts called children, grandchildren, and great-grandchildren, and I try to spend as much time as possible with all of them.

I simply cannot imagine my life without any of my dear ones. Losing my son introduced me to the kind of pain I never felt when I lost my parents, grandparents, siblings, cousins, uncles, and aunts. I pray to God that I never experience that kind of pain and loss again.