I was rummaging through a box of pictures while visiting my parents, and I came across my son in a photo taken about 50 years ago. Who knew he was born before me?! Actually it's my dad, but I couldn't believe how much these two look alike. Austin didn't even mean to make the same facial expression when I took the photo of both of them. I'm thankful my son looks like my dad. My dad won't live forever, but whenever I look at Austin I will see my dad through him. That to me, is a gift.
