Love Finds Its Way Across Generations
Part of the Personal Anchor series – moments that root identity and meaning.
My grandad’s hands once held mine steady in a world that didn’t yet understand Deafness.
Years later, I watched my hearing son reach for his great-grandad’s face – curious, gentle, and full of wonder.
My grandad’s memory was fading by then, but in that moment, connection didn’t need words or recognition.
It was pure, human, and timeless – love finding its way across generations.
How do you see the connection passed down in your family?