Never in all my life have I been as aware of the aging process as I have been in last six months. At the age of thirty five I have noticed the lines on my face becoming deeper and far wider spread and found myself questioning where the time is going and why the years have to pass so quickly. Then recently my ailing grandfather came to live with my mother and now I am finally beginning to understand that the wrinkles upon ones face are a mark of a full life and not that of a life slipping away. I look at him and I see many things but mostly my thoughts go to that of an emotional nature and really have little to do with his physical presence. I watch him and I remember the grandfather I once knew and try to imagine the father my mother grew up with and I wonder what it would be like to see him as a great grandfather through my daughter‘s eyes.

When giving a gift why not take the extra time to make it really special?  It is after all a reflection of you and unfortunately poor first impressions have the habit of sticking!