Grant's 32nd birthday

Grant got his name from my first brother who passed away when he was 2 years old. Because of the way my parents talked about him and his personality, I have always felt a strong love for him. When I was 16 and like most girls my age, had a list of names I wanted to name my kids, the first on my list was Grant. I was nervous about it because I didn’t know how my parents would feel so I brought it up to my mom. She seemed very excited that I would want to honor him that way and I promised her that my first son would be named Grant Clark. So today is Grant SR’s birthday! He would’ve been 32 years old. For his birthday we always put up our Christmas tree and decorate it. Grant has an ornament that was given to him when he was born that says baby’s first Christmas. It is the last ornament we put on. My mom usually puts it on somewhere as close to the top as she can get it as we sing Happy Birthday to him. It is a hard time for my parents and it’s hard not to feel their pain, but it is how we keep the memory of him alive. I am so grateful for the way my parents have taught me about my brother and the love they allowed me to feel for him. I am grateful that I now have a son that I could give such a wonderful name to. My parents tell us all the time that we named him right.  That he reminds them of Grant. Which is a compliment because what we have been taught about him is that he was such a happy boy. That even people who don’t care for kids were drawn to him. That’s the way our Grant is. When the tree was all set up I decided I wanted to take pictures of Grant in front of it, which proved way harder than I thought. With as wiggly as he is, it was hard to get a non blurry picture of him without the flash, but with the flash, you couldn’t see the tree lights! Here are a few of the decent pictures I was able to get!