Getting old

Man, I'm getting old. I went to my eldest daughter's graduation Friday night. I remember holding the child when she wasn't much bigger than the palm of my hand. Now, she's almost 21....and beautiful. I can't seem to do much right in this life these days, but I can certainly make beautiful children. My eldest daughter is a perfect example, and my two youngsters are following suit.

Reckon I got some things to be thankful for after all.