My Grandson Barely Glanced at the Photo Album I Made Him — The Next Morning My Daughter Called in Tears and Told Me to Check the Front Porch

rocking chair on my porch. Tucked inside was a recent photo of the two of us from last Christmas—his arm wrapped around my shoulders while I laughed at something he had just whispered. On the back, in tiny carved letters, were the words: My favorite person.

I sat there for a long time with the album open before me and the little frame resting in my continue reading …