This past weekend I took my kids to Florida to visit my grandparents. My grandfather, Papa Bob, will be 91 in April and his health isn't so good. He has heart trouble and now needs a walker to get around. It's hard to watch him slow down, because just 10 years ago we were boogie boarding in the Bahamas.
Papa Bob's mind is still sharp and it must be hard for him to be in a body that isn't. He doesn't complain though, nope. Every morning he slowly walked into the kitchen for breakfast happily singing, Good Morning To You... or some other good morning song that may or may not have been made up.
Here he is with Talia greeting him with a big hug.