My son... whose father is a dark eyed, dark haired man. My brother... Who doesn't have children of his own. I was looking at some old pictures and couldn't believe how much they look alike. What is the message there? What is God trying to tell me as I see my brother in my sons face.? I imagine Jack as a grown man and can see so many different ways for his life to go. I have thought of how he is somewhat of an only child and may feel separate from the rest of the kids. I dont ever want him to feel as if he doesn't belong. He is the youngest of the seven grandchildren but so very loved. How interesting the genetics are that run so deep. Our son so similar to a brother that loves him so very much. A boy that is sometimes misunderstood, connected to an Uncle that lives for understanding how we are all connected. What does it mean? Well we are connected, tied together, when you think you are alone, look in the mirror and see your family looking back at you. Your blue eyes...
