Please forgive me. I just need to see it here.

The happiest hours of my life have been spent with my grandson, Jacob. He was born severely handicapped. He does not speak or walk and takes his nourishment through a feeding tube. However, he is the treasure of my life and he is an absolute delight. He has his little jokes.. his little songs. He claps his hands in ways that mean different things... "Hot Damn" being one meaning. He is an angel among us. I have never know anyone so patient and loving.. simply content.

I am the best me I am when I am with him. But I haven't been that me for over a year now and I'm finding today rather difficult.

Due to difficulties with my daughter-in-law, we are separated from him.

The last entry in my journal a year ago was, "My heart is broken.. and I expect it to stay that way for some time".