My father used to say "life is real." As I get older, I'm coming to understand more fully what he was talking about. I've been in Idaho helping my mom. Miss Abigail is at home, taking on the responsibilities I left to her. Life is such a cycle. As I watch my mother age and become more dependent and less capable of taking care of everyday things, I feel such an overwhelming feeling of love and gratitude for all that she did for so many years. Life is real.
This picture was taken on Easter morning when I was either two or three years old. I am the little blond on the left with the frilly hat. My mom always arranged new clothes for us at Easter--not always a hat, but always a pair of white gloves for the girls.
At this season, I'm so thankful for the blessings I have. Life is real and I am blessed.
I'm currently not posting much. I've just got other things...
Such a sweet picture. I always enjoy your postings- thank you for posting when you can. Such a blessing to read about the adventures you and Miss Abigail are having. Happy Easter to you and your family!
ReplyDeleteMy heart goes out to you with your aging mother. It is hard to see the one who took care of us all these year, needing to be cared for. I love photos like this! So sweet!
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