A Special Message from Marshall’s Memere

I’ll never forget how overjoyed I was that Sunday afternoon in February, 2002 when Laurie & Mark announced that they were expecting a baby in August. My first grandchild! Wow! I couldn’t imagine it . . . a whole new generation starting! Going to ultrasound appointments was such an awesome experience for me since I never had them with my own pregnancies. From the very first time I saw that tiny little body in Laurie’s belly, I felt a relationship was beginning already. Watching Laurie’s belly grow bigger and bigger brought greater excitement as the delivery date approached. On August 16, 2002 my first grandchild, Marshall Daniel Mo Potter, was born!

The first time I saw Marshall, I picked him up, held him close to me, and cried and cried! I thought, “He’s beautiful! A whole new generation! How Pepe Mo would have loved his grandson!” (Little did I know how short a time he would be with us and how quickly Pepe Mo would have him for his very own.)

Every day before I went to work, I’d sneak over to see Marshall and get my “fix” for the day . . . and, of course, the first thing I’d do after work is hurry home to see Marshall again.

I had the privilege of giving Marshall his bath on MANY occasions. That was our special time together. As he grew a little older, he began to coo and smile at us. He was especially talkative after a bath. I would wrap him up in the towel and lay him on my bed. There, he’d smile at me and we’d have our little conversations together. Oh, how I miss bath time!

Marshall, you have touched my heart in a way that I never thought possible! Now, when I think of you, I like to imagine you wearing a tiny cowboy hat and riding your pony alongside your Pepe Mo. That thought is comforting to me and brings a smile to my face every time!

Your Memere,
Louise Berube

 

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