Tuesday, October 2, 2007

Me and my grandaughter

When I hear the very first cry of Mickyla Angeline, I can't explain how I feel, and when I see the very first time the face of my grand daughter the happiness that I felt cannot be bought a siver nor gold. Everybody is telling that she look's like me. How proud I am being a grand mother, and I love taking care of her. Now I fully understand that the fruit of our fruit is more sweeter than our fruit. How I wish that I can witness how she grown up with respect, humility, meekness and most of all a God fearing child.

No comments: