The other night I wrote about love and what it means. Tonight I want to continue that.
I want to write about the joy of being a great grandfather to a child that considers you his ace in the hole, his rock, his Papa!
I have had Gage with me for 5 weeks now and it's closing on the time for him to go home to Florida. I am definitely going to miss the presence of that young man waking me each morning with a bright smile on his face and a "wake up, Papa", knowing full well that you get to spend that day with him.
We have formed a bond much stronger than we had before he came here, because he trusts me to teach him.
He has formed a much stronger bond with his Gigi.
But back to the great grandfather bit.
I have built confidence in him, that he can do much more if he tries.
I have built trust, that I know what I am talking about.
But most of all is that loving bond that I never could have imagined would happen in my life. We are true "Buds".
And today I gave him a little more throttle on his Gokart. When I asked him tonight what did he like best about his Gokart, he said "I can go fast"!
To watch the smiles and raised thumb as he speeds past me, that is my love.
I hope you all find that at least once in your life!