Handling a span of 49 days

I’ve known Greg since fifth grade. We grew up together in the same neighborhood. We traded countless comics and GI Joes. We were penpals in college. We’re close friends now.

Life blessed us with beautiful daughters seperated by 49 days. During a recent visit I walked around with both our pride ‘n joys. Greg captured the image and sent me a copy, which I received yesterday.

Hard to believe that 15 years after I was carrying him on a basketball court, I’m carrying his daughter with mine.

Rob and the kids

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s