Recently, I have just returned to my parents' house and looked through my old stuff. I was on a mission to find an old garment among many other things. Guess what that was?
It was my 1st birthday suit worn in 1984. For many years, it was nicely kept by my mother until sometime during my teenage years, she just decided to hand it to me for my own safekeeping. And guess what again? This lovely suit is now home with me...
...as I anticipate the arrival of my little one in just a couple of months time. This very same suit shall be worn by her. And perhaps when my hair turns grey, it would be worn yet again by someone along my line.