My Mother Had Five Kids

My mother had five kids. All are still alive, as far as we know; middle son, my older brother, has been utterly estranged from us all for many years, though. Prayers welcome on that one. Although four of us five gave mom grandkids, oddly, only estranged son's kids have yet given her great-grandkids.

My wife gave us three kids, our daughter and our fraternal-twin sons. All are still alive, as far as we know. Seriously, all seem to have their health and stay in touch. Married son surprised us by saying he's driving up to visit today, sans spouse.

My daughter was married to a true schizo for exactly one year. Their baby didn't make it past three months in the womb, and is buried out there in the west yard in the mimosa grove. That little one would've been in grade school by now That's as close to being grandparents as we've come. God bless my daughter's broken heart and loving soul. (I'd mention she's not 19 anymore, but she's available, guys, but I'm not sure what moron could handle me as a father in law and vice versa.)

Mothers take it in the heart.

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