When Daughter Is Mother

That’s my daughter Zoe. It was late 1995. That’s me. I’m a first time Dad then. I love the sweet connection.

That’s also Edelweiss. Dried to a beautiful ornament. And hand-carried by Zoe from Germany to Utah, and then gifted to me.

Lot’s of sentiment. Lots of love.

My daughter is now a mother. Of a child, Alba. I’m getting pics these days of parents + child joy. Which brings me some grandparent joy.

It all goes around.

I find that grounding.