It is school holidays and my two beautiful granddaughters spend a week with me in my Dads home in Bundaberg. This is a special time for all of us. Another generation is now enjoying my Mothers beautiful garden and Dad is in his element with us all together. We walk on the beach every day, with the girls eager to swim, and the children sleep soundly at night after their busy adventures.
I feel so happy to be with them and I am grateful they still remember me, their Oma, through all the cards and letters I send while Steve and I are on our journey.
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