Saturday and there is only one thing that matters on this day, a day I feared I would not get to see or experience. Today is the day I got to see and hold my new grandson and first born of my youngest daughter. Not yet a full day, this new life nestled quietly in my arms. Its a day that make every moment I fight worth the battles, the set backs and every moment I strive to keep fit and alive for as long as possible.

There is nothing else to be said really, the family has grown and thrives. My job now is to keep joining it all together. There are Swedish grandchildren to weave together with their peers, perhaps somewhere in the future they can all meet. In the meantime I will keep archiving their family history.