My mom's name was Byrtle. She has always been my hero. I love this picture of her holding me. I can see the love shining in her eyes. She and Dad gave my brothers and me a childhood filled with love, faith and family. I love knowing that I am Byrtle's girl.
1961
This picture was taken the day of my graduation from nursing school and the day before my wedding. I was ready to embark on my new nursing career with the man I loved beside me. I don't think the picture shows how very happy I was that day.
1969
Here we are on Easter morning. My four children were 5 years, 4 years, 18 months, and 2 weeks old. They were all healthy. I was very busy, very happy, and very tired.
1996
This picture was taken right after the birth of our sixth grandchild. It was a moment of great joy. Two months after this picture the sweet boy in my husband's lap was taken from us. I didn't know it was possible to hurt so much. My faith was shaken. More grandchildren came and brought us great happiness, but there will always be a painful void in our life where Jared belongs.
2011
We have grown old. We are both retired. Our children are grown. Our grandchildren are quickly becoming adults. We are moving a little slower, but we are still together and looking forward to whatever life may send us, trusting that the God we love will walk the journey with us.
5 comments:
What beautiful snapshots of a life that must have been so wonderful and fulfilling, and hopefully still is. Thanks so much for sharing.
I loved looking at your pictures and hearing about your life. I especially loved the last picture. God has blessed you indeed!
Great photos ... great life.
This is just beautiful or being Australian - bewdiful... the lost child what can I say - breaks my heart to imagine losing a child no matter which family he or she belong to... you are blessed but not so blessed that you sail through without knowing sadness and hardship...thank you for sharing
I love this post. Thank you for sharing it. Take care *gentle hugs*
Post a Comment