Seven years ago yesterday was the first day of school. My daughter, who was teaching kindergarten, was expecting our third grandchild. She planned on teaching a few days before having the baby and taking maternity leave. As she left work, though, her water broke. After a long night and day of labor, it was decided to do a C-section. Seven years ago today my third grandchild, and first grandson, was born. The meaning of his name, Luke, is light giving, and he has lit up our lives.
Love you Luke, and Happy Birthday. We celebrated with the whole family with lunch at Macaroni Grill.