Back in 2006 we took our first holiday with BigL - who at this point was our only LittleL - to Grenada; the country where FantasticoDad was born, reluctantly left in his childhood, and had recently returned to.
A moment happened on this trip that I am blessed to have experienced but unlikely to be part of again.
From a great-grandmother, to my grandparents, to my FantasticoDad, to me, to BigL.
Here we sit.
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