Looking at the shot I captured of Hazel the First and Hazel the Second together with my daughter, Holly I was struck with not just the awesome-ness of this moment.
Although this was a pretty awesome moment for these two amazing Hazels who happened to be separated by just 90 years.
No, looking at this shot I thought to myself how much I treasure it…how much my darling husband must treasure this…how my daughter treasures it…how someday Hazel the Second will see what a gift she was given at such a young age to share a connection with such a remarkable woman. Then I recalled a similar picture…a similar setting with two remarkable people in my life who just so happen to share DNA with me.
Now don’t spoil this moment staring at that red-head with the epic hair. It was the early 90′s for pity’s sake. I totally rocked that look!
No, instead look at the meeting of the two Austas of my life: Austa Valentine Caudle and Holly Austa. Holly was the same age as her daughter, Hazel, is now in this picture. Austa was just 92 years old then. It would be the last time the two Austas would visit together. What Holly does remember I am not certain of. But more than 21 years later I hope that she can appreciate the unique-ness of this event in her life. It is something that of my five children only she can recall and boast of. She shares memories with her namesake and great-great grandmother. And now, hopefully, so does her daughter with her namesake and great-great grandmother. It is, indeed, a rarity not to be enjoyed by just anyone.
Nobody can do for little children what (great-great) grandparents do. (Great-great) Grandparents sort of sprinkle stardust over the lives of little children.
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