Eric, a friend of mine, once told me,

He finds it amazing that no matter
how bad the relationship is between a parent and their kids,
that once the parents meet their grandchildren,

their hearts would melt.
And everything is forgotten.

I believe this is true because I have seen it happen.
Many times, if I might add.

Now I also believe the feeling is mutual.
Because, whenever my Mom picks up Tyler,
And Tyler looks at her and smiles,
My heart does melt.

I think it’s Pride.

Either that or she fed me too much again.